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Liu Lang only reacted when he returned home last night.

Xiao Ying didn't wait for him to ask, and continued: "I not only know that your Song Guoguan family is not in good health, but also know why it is not good. "

There are not many people who know that the official family is not in good health, and almost all those who know it think that it is because the official family has been fighting for many years and old injuries are involved.

Listening to Xiao Ying's tone, the official family is not in good health, and it seems that there is another reason.

Xiao Ying didn't have an appetite for him, and continued: "In the palace, the treasury is all named, except for one, that is, the poison storehouse, it is rumored that the poison in the poison library is divided into seven grades, and the poison is only ranked in the third class, the most powerful one, it is said that as soon as the nose smells, people will die immediately." "

Liu Lang frowned and said: "I've heard of this, the poison depot has existed since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, and the poison in the depot is paid every three years from Liangguang, Sichuan and Shu, among them, there is a poisonous poison that makes people smell and change their color." "

Historically, the famous Southern Tang Dynasty queen Li Yu died of the poison in the Great Song Dynasty.

The corners of Xiao Ying's mouth curved slightly, and she said softly: "But you don't know, this poison depot was set up because of your King Jin's proposal, and the person who presided over the construction of the depot was Cheng Dexuan, a confidant of Kaifeng Yin Zhiya and King Jin." "

Liu Lang was stunned, Cheng Dexuan, of course he knew, a person whom King Jin trusted and relied on very much, was a resourceful and good doctor.

Could it be that the poor health of the official family is related to Cheng Dexuan and the big internal poison depot?

Xiao Ying guessed what he was thinking, and said leisurely: "A person who is good at medicine is naturally also good at poison, and Cheng Dexuan was not less brought into the palace by King Jin to treat his second brother." "

Liu Lang suppressed the shock in his heart and asked instead, "How many people do you have in the palace?"

Xiao Ying said lightly: "You have too many questions. "

Liu Lang smiled, got up and waved his hand to thank him, and then left.

When he walked to the door, Xiao Ying's voice came from behind him: "The number of people is not much, but it is enough." "

Liu Lang raised his right hand over his shoulder, swung it, and walked downstairs quickly.

On the way home, I happened to meet a freshly dressed angry horse passing by.

Liu Lang knew that person was the son of Gao Huaide, the official of Xitou and the famous general of the founding of the country, Wu Shengjun.

Gao Churong has another layer of identity, Song Miaoer's ninth sister is his wife.

Liu Lang's heart moved, if Song Miaoer wanted to fight for the position of emperor with all her might, unless it was for the fourth prince Zhao Defang.

Zhao Defang has been passed under Song Miaoer's knees, and she is a few years younger than her, which is far closer than Zhao Dezhao and her.

As for the foundation of Zhao Defang after he ascended the throne, with Song Miaoer's full support, it does not seem to be an unsolvable problem.

Song Wei's nine sons, all grown up, each has an official position, eleven daughters in addition to the third, fifth, sixth daughter died early, there are still eight women alive, of which only the last daughter is unmarried, seven daughters are married to the founding meritorious son and nephew as wives, the husband's family is a powerful family.

The second prince, Zhao Dezhao, was taciturn, his joy and anger were invisible, and no one knew his true thoughts.

The official family just wants their son to succeed to the throne, if they choose the fourth prince Zhao Defang, maybe Song Miaoer will do her best to win over the behemoth of the Song family to stand firmly on her side.

It seems that he still has to go to the palace tonight, and he will make a good sum with Song Miaoer.

The idea was set, and Liu Lang quickened his pace.

Luoyang, the former residence of the official family.

The courtyard was full of people kneeling on the ground, and the one kneeling in front was the King of Jin.

Inside the house, the official family has been sitting in silence for a long time.

At this time, all he had in his heart was endless desolation.

A proposal to move the capital took care of all the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

There is no loyalty, righteousness, benevolence and filial piety, everything, but interests.

The opposition of the King of Jin is the opposition of the hundred officials, and the opposition of the great families who took root in Bianjing in the previous dynasty, and these are the foundation of the Great Song Dynasty.

If the foundation is not on his side, then he is still the supreme master of the Great Song Empire?

Finally, the official got up, walked out of the house, and looked at the King of Jin and the ministers for a long time before sighing: "If the relocation is not completed, the people's power in the world will be exhausted in less than a hundred years." Let's go back and prepare, and we will return tomorrow. "

The King of Jin and the ministers breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts at the same time, and shouted in unison, "Your Majesty Shengming".

The official turned around and walked into the house, no longer looking at everyone.

The official family stood by the window, watching King Jin leave last, silently chanting the names of the three people: "Li Fu!".

"Li Huaizhong!".

"King Jin!".

Three people who jumped in front of themselves and strongly opposed the relocation of the capital, who did they represent?

King Jin walked out of the small courtyard, looked at the hundred officials waiting for him, his brows couldn't help but jump twice, and he reprimanded with a calm face: "The official family has agreed to return to Bianjing, what kind of system will they gather here?

Baiguan was waiting for him, but seeing that his face was wrong, he hurriedly waved his hands and dispersed.

King Jin glanced back at the small courtyard, only to find that his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

Fortunately, the second brother finally agreed to return to the court.

It's just that the second brother will stop there?

Thinking of this, King Jin's heart was suddenly filled with gloom.

I can only take one step at a time, hoping that the day I am worried about will never come.

After several months of stalemate, the official family agreed to the advice of the Jin king, gave up the proposal to move the capital, and returned to Bianjing.

In the course of the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, there are countless examples of the official family and the Jin king's brothers, brothers, brothers, and brothers, and mutual support, and this time, the relationship between the brothers is once again admired by the world.

Seven days later, the official family arrived in Bianjing, and the queen dressed up to Nanxun Gate to greet her, and the second prince and the fourth prince also greeted him there.

Liu Lang is not qualified to pick up the driver, but he also has someone to pick up.

Mingyue Building, the second floor pavilion.

Liu Lang poured a glass of wine and pushed it over.

Ye Changqing took it with a smile.

Liu Lang poured himself another glass, and then the two raised their glasses and touched them lightly, and drank them all.

Ye Changqing quickly wrote a sentence on the table with his fingers.

Liu Lang's face changed slightly, it seems that Xiao Ying did not lie to himself.

The official's body is not an old illness or injury, but chronic poisoning.

Liu Lang lowered his voice and asked, "How much time is left?"

Ye Changqing thought for a while and replied: "The medical skills in "Yi Long Finger Xuanlu" are extremely small, I can find out, but other things can't be determined, but the time should not exceed a year. "

Liu Lang's expression was solemn, he was silent for a while, and said, "Brother Changqing, I want to leave Bianjing for a while. "

Ye Changqing looked at the place that Liu Lang wrote with his fingers on the table, his heart moved, he understood, and said, "At this time, you still have to be cautious when leaving Beijing." "

Liu Lang insisted: "This trip must be made, otherwise, this matter will be difficult to achieve." By the way, does he have anything to say?".

Ye Changqing smiled bitterly: "He doesn't have much confidence himself, so he can't make up his mind for a long time, just let us act at the opportunity, and if it can't be violated, we can stop at any time." "

Liu Lang sneered: "He can retreat, but we don't have to retreat." Forward, like a single tree on the moat, there is still a glimmer of life, and backward, thousands of abysses, there is no place to bury death. "

Ye Changqing stretched out his hand and poured a glass of wine for him and himself, and said in a deep voice: "You and I should be glad that he has not treated us as outcasts, at most he has left us to fend for ourselves." "

Liu Lang snorted and said: "Chess players fall casually, whether they are idle players or winners and losers, they don't care, if they can succeed, it is an unexpected gain, it doesn't matter if they don't succeed, because this is not in their original calculations." "

The corners of Ye Changqing's mouth rose slightly, and he said with a smile: "Okay, don't talk about this, if you insist on leaving Beijing, then go back as soon as possible, and the sooner you come back, the better." "