My father ordered me to kill the emperor, but His Majesty bestowed a princess upon me instead.

The draft edict of self-reproach was not stamped with the imperial seal.

It wasn't sent out.

Three things were listed on the paper.

First, grain from the disaster-stricken areas north of the Yangtze River was mistakenly diverted to the southwest.

Secondly, the late empress's imperial tent was sealed off.

Third, the Changning Palace drug case is temporarily shelved.

On the back of each item was written the emperor's own reason for his action.

The border troops are about to fall into disarray.

The political situation is unstable.

The Queen Mother's old party has not yet been cleared.

The regents had differing opinions.

Insufficient evidence.

It is not advisable to alarm the world.

There are reasons for everything.

Each of these points could be discussed for half a day in the imperial court.

The last line only has six characters:

I know I am wrong, but I cannot change it.

I watched it for a long time.

Pei Shen stood to the side.

"Did you ask him to write this on that piece of paper?"

"no."

Why was it hidden inside the wall?

"His Majesty placed it himself."

"Why didn't you post it after you finished writing it?"

"Because if it's issued, the political situation will be thrown into chaos."

"So you're not sending it?"

"Yes."

"Will the court remain stable eleven years from now?"

"It's even more chaotic now."

I nodded.

"Lord Pei certainly knows how to choose an auspicious time."

He did not refute it.

The copy of the military death record in the wooden cabinet is one-quarter of the total.

A total of 187 people.

Forty-one of them were circled in red.

The names of the different clothes are written next to the red lines.

Lin Ping'an was among them.

His original military name was Shen Shiqi.

He disappeared outside Qingxia in the thirteenth year of Chengxi.

The book also contained the following sentence:

He is suspected to be still alive.

This book is not an ordinary copy.

This is a revised and verified version compiled by Bai Song.

He has discovered that the forty-one people may not actually be dead.

They were also found to have appeared in different locations in the capital later.

Internal warehouse.

Palace gate.

The Ministry of War's post station.

Shangyi Bureau.

Odd jobs at the Imperial Hospital.

Only one or two people are allowed into each area.

There are no large organizations.

There was no entire battalion lying in wait.

There are only forty-one identities that have been broken up.

Everyone should do a little.

The last fake military order will allow entry into Changning Palace.

"How far has Bai Song's investigation progressed?"

Pei Shen said, "Twenty-three people."

"Eighteen people left?"

"Not confirmed."

"How much do you know?"

Thirty-one.

"Why not arrest them?"

"If one is caught, the others will change their names."

"So you're keeping it?"

"Let's see what they're spreading."

"Watching it for eleven years?"

"Yes."

I looked at him.

Pei Shen.

"Um."

"Don't tell riddles today."

"Say the whole sentence."

He was silent for a moment.

He actually nodded.

"In the fourteenth year of Chengxi, Bai Song and I discovered that Wang used the late Empress's Qingyi system to send the identity of the Southwest Death Army soldiers into the capital."

Bai Song advocated opening the tents immediately.

"I advocate first apprehending those who have already been identified, and then tracing the leads to find everyone else."

"His Majesty has chosen me."

"As a result, Bai Song was written to be dead, the late empress died of illness, and Lady Wang destroyed most of the old evidence."

"I couldn't find them all."

"We couldn't save them either."

"This is my fault."

A complete sentence.

Not half left.

They didn't even ask me to guess.

I felt a little out of place for a moment.

"If you've admitted your mistake, why did you only tell Shen Lie three years ago that my mother might be alive?"

"Because I don't know the location of the stone gate."

Why tell him?

"Let him investigate the Wang family's southwest route."

Why didn't you tell me?

"You hadn't entered the capital yet at that time."

"And then what happens after we arrive in the capital?"

"You were ordered to kill the emperor."

"I don't believe you."

Why did you believe it later?

"Even now, there's no complete faith."

That's more like Pei Shen.

He just finished saying a whole sentence, and he's already starting to annoy people again.

I asked, "Where is Liang Su?"

Why was he warned to change the book eight days ago?

"Before abandoning the Beijing-Tianjin railway, the Wang family must first sell off the live grain stored in the Jiangbei warehouses."

"I can only remind Liang Su first."

"Why not just tell the emperor directly?"

"There are already forty-one people in the palace."

"An imperial edict may not be able to leave the palace."

"So you used private messages?"

"Yes."

"You knew Chen Ping was in the inner treasury all along?"

"I know he used Chen Ping's products."

"It's not confirmed who it is now."

"Was it only confirmed after Wei Zhi went missing?"

"right."

Pei Shen looked at Lin Ping'an on the ground.

"He's aged faster than he did eleven years ago."

"Caused by the medication?"

"part."

Lin Ping'an sneered.

"Lord Pei has been watching me for eleven years."

"Still didn't recognize him."

Pei Shen said, "So you can still speak today."

Neither of these two people is likable.

When placed together, even the air seems superfluous.

I picked up the medicine bottle from the wooden cabinet.

The bottle opening bears the old seal of the late empress.

However, a new layer of wax was applied to the outer layer.

"What's inside?"

"The residue of the last dose of medicine taken by the late Empress in the fourteenth year of Chengxi."

Pei Shen said, "Wei Zhi hid it back then."

How did you get it?

He handed it to me after he came out of the pharmacy.

"Why not test it?"

"It has been verified."

"result?"

"The prescription contains a dream-locking medicine."

The room fell silent.

Han Feng looked up.

"The late Empress was also imprisoned by the Dream-Locking Drug..."

Pei Shendao said, "The dosage is not fatal."

"It can cause drowsiness, fatigue, and memory loss."

"Many of her oral pronouncements during her illness were therefore interpreted by Wang Song as signs of mental instability."

"Who drugged me?"

"Physician Zhao."

Where are they?

He committed suicide that night.

"Family members?"

"The whole family moved out of the capital."

"Where to move to?"

"Qingzhou".

It's Qingzhou again.

"Did you find it?"

"The household registration records state death due to the epidemic."

I closed my eyes.

Every dead person's account eventually leads back to Jiangbei.

Who re-waxed this medicine bottle?

Pei Shendao said, "Me."

"when?"

Three months ago.

"Why was it reopened?"

"The same medicinal smell has appeared in His Majesty's medicine again."

I looked at him.

"You suspect that the emperor was also taking dream-locking drugs for a long time?"

"It's not a doubt."

"It has been tested twice."

"Who will test it?"

"Medical Officer Song."

I turned my head abruptly.

"Did Physician Song know?"

"I know the medicine."

"I don't know if it came from His Majesty."

"On what grounds will you give him the test?"

"Old items from the palace."

This person is indeed very good at breaking things down.

The Song Dynasty physicians only examined the medicine.

I don't know the patient.

Pei Shen only took samples.

The Imperial Medical Academy must not find out.

The emperor took medicine daily.

Little did they know that someone had already discovered the same medicinal smell.

"Does His Majesty know?"

"I told you that the first time."

"What did he say?"

"Stop taking one dose and see."

"Has it stopped?"

"Three days."

"How are you feeling?"

"Even worse."

"So, continue taking it?"

"The Imperial Medical Academy said that sudden cessation of sleep is harmful to the body."

Like the dream-locking medicine for mothers.

The first year, it was said to be for calming the mind.

The following year, they said it couldn't be stopped abruptly.

It then dragged on for eleven years.

I asked, "Who delivered the medicine to the Emperor?"

"Wei Zhi".

"Which Wei Zhi?"

Pei Shen looked towards the door.

And so we came back.

Zhen Wei Zhi sent medicine.

The fake Wei Zhi also sent gifts.

Investigating only the person who handled the matter is useless.

I need to find out where to get the medicine.

Angelica dahurica is not here.

However, the general ledger of medicine accounts can be accessed.

I ordered Han Feng to immediately seal off the Imperial Hospital's pharmacy.

It's not about arresting people.

Close the account first.

No physician may leave the palace.

All old prescriptions must not be burned.

All medicinal materials were weighed individually on the same day.

Lin Pingan suddenly smiled.

"It's too late."

"Where is it late?"

"His Majesty has already taken his medicine today."

Where is he/she?

He looked toward the inner hall.

"sleep."

I stood up.

"You just said His Majesty is inside, is that true?"

"real."

"Why won't you let me see you?"

"Because he can't wake up."

Han Feng grabbed his collar.

"What did you use on His Majesty?"

"Old Fang."

"How many?"

"I'm not worthy."

"Who?"

"Wei Zhi".

Hearing this, Wei Zhijia, who was on a stretcher outside the door, struggled to get up.

"nonsense……"

Lin Ping'an smiled and said, "You've been sending medicine for eleven years."

"Which dose wasn't served to you personally?"

Wei Zhijia's face turned deathly pale.

"The medicine was sealed by the Imperial Medical Academy."

"This servant will only deliver it."

"So you know nothing."

"And you didn't do anything?"

Lin Ping'an's words were very venomous.

Wei Zhi delivered medicine to the emperor for eleven years.

If the medicine really contains a dream-locking drug.

His hands were indeed touched.

Ignorance is not a crime.

However, just because someone is involved in the process doesn't mean they can skip the people who prepare the medicine, issue the orders, and seal the prescription.

I had Han Feng arrest Lin Ping'an.

Don't rush to take the blame for others.

"What brings you to Changning Palace today?"

"Retrieve the register of fallen soldiers."

"Just the book?"

"There was also an edict of self-reproach."

Why?

"Let the world know that Xiao Jingheng has already confessed his crimes."

"and then?"

"He is dead."

"Who killed him?"

"medicine."

"Who should go down?"

He doesn't say.

"you?"

"I'll just open the door."

Another short segment.

Everyone only does a small part.

I looked at Pei Shen.

"You stay here and read the book."

"I'm going to see the emperor."

Pei Shen said, "He might not wake up."

"Then let him live for now."

"The Imperial Medical Academy is not trustworthy."

I don't believe it at all.

Who's watching?

"The two doctors from Xiyuan conducted separate examinations."

"Send someone to Yong'an day and night to ask Physician Song for a method to stop the medication."

"It will take at least three days to travel back and forth."

"Therefore, we should seal off the existing medicine first."

Pei Shen looked at me.

"Aren't you afraid he'll die?"

"Afraid."

"If you're afraid, you shouldn't stop."

"Continuing to eat it could also lead to death."

What's your choice?

I picked up the medicine bottle.

"Let all options be made public first."

"Who prescribed it?"

"Who dispensed the medicine?"

"Who verified the seal?"

"Who sent the bowl?"

Write out each paragraph.

"Then choose."

Lin Ping'an said coldly from the side:

"Wait until you finish writing."

Xiao Jingheng is dead.

I looked at him.

"So you'd better pray he doesn't die."

Why?

"If the emperor dies..."

"You are just a regicide assassin."

"The emperor is alive."

"Only then will you have the chance to expose all the people behind this."

He laughed and said, "I'm not afraid of death."

"I know."

I said, "But you're afraid you'll only be written as Chen Ping."

The smile lingered on his face.

One person changed their name four times.

I've been doing this for eleven years.

If in the end all the blame falls on a Chen Ping who doesn't even exist.

He was so bad throughout his life that he didn't even have a name.

This was more painful for him than death.

I pushed open the inner hall door.

The aroma of the medicine was stronger.

A curtain hangs in front of the dragon bed.

The person in bed was breathing very lightly.

Emperor Xiao Jingheng lay there.

His complexion was much paler than before I left Beijing.

His right hand rested outside the blanket.

The fingertips had an unnatural bluish tinge.

An empty medicine bowl sat beside the bed.

There was still half a mouthful left at the bottom of the bowl.

I didn't touch it.

First, let Han Feng seal the bowl.

Then have two medical officers examine them separately.

After I finished my work, I went to the bedside.

"His Majesty."

no respond.

"Your subject has returned."

Still not.

I leaned closer.

The emperor suddenly opened his eyes.

It only opened its eyes a crack.

The sound was so soft it was almost inaudible.

"Shen An".

"Your subject is here."

"I...knew it."

"Know what?"

You will come back.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, please don't be happy yet."

"Someone wants to kill you."

He closed his eyes again.

"Many people want to kill me."

"The paperwork is complete this time."

The emperor looked like he wanted to laugh.

I have no energy.

"check."

"Investigating."

"Who were they found?"

"Find your own information first."

He finally opened his eyes a little more.

"I?"

"In the fourteenth year of Chengxi, he wrote an edict of self-reproach."

"You wrote it."

"Not sent."

The emperor remained silent.

I said, "Wait until you wake up."

"This debt starts with you."

He responded very softly.

"it is good."