Cheng Mu did not see Dai Gao.

So I wanted to look for Zhao Yan again, but the people in Dali Temple closed their doors and thanked me for visiting.

Cheng Mu had things in his heart, and stayed up for several days. Even though he was young, he had been ill for a few days after suffering from the cold. His family was a noble family who had compiled history in the past, but he didn't have the problem of pampering and pampering the children of other families. Vice drug.

The stone court judge of the imperial hospital was Cheng Mu's uncle, so he went to the stone court judge to grab some medicinal materials.

Seeing that his eyes were turning blue, Shi Yuan asked a few more words, "Why did you make yourself look like this?"

Cheng Mu shook his head and smiled wryly, "I just read the annotations for a few more days."

"Whose note?"

"Zhao Yan."

The stone court judge looked at Cheng Mu twice, "How is it?"

"I always felt he was different from the rumors."

Shi Yuan sentenced the bowl for pounding medicine in his hand, "Maybe it has something to do with the cinnabar on his body."

"cinnabar?"

"Cinnabar is a forbidden drug in the palace. Not many people know about it. It's bad for a person's body and ruins his lifespan. He can't live for more than ten years."

"Uncle means..." Cheng Mu's heart trembled.

"He already carried cinnabar on his body, and he has been tortured several times. Let alone ten years, it is still two different things if he can't last until the execution in autumn."

Cheng Mu grabbed his uncle's sleeve and asked dryly, "Is there a solution for cinnabar?"

Shi Yuan judged, "The cinnabar is not from my dynasty."

"In the previous dynasty, the great ancestor of the Liu family came to the throne from a commoner, and all the old officials refused to accept it. The great ancestor was kind, with a heart of peace and smoothness, and bestowed old wines in the Western Regions."

Cheng Mu was familiar with history books, so he naturally knew the result, "These ten or so former ministers all died of illness in ten years." Then he said, "Could it be that cinnabar is among the ten or so former ministers?"

"Through looking at the classics, the old man found that his pre-illness symptoms recorded in the history books are the same as those of cinnabar, and it is indeed possible that he came from the Liu family of the previous dynasty."

"The kings of the wild?" Cheng Mu thought of one person.

Zhu Ye Wang is the son of Emperor Liu's ancestor, but he is obsessed with curing poisonous insects and refining elixir. His prestige is not in politics, but in Xinglin, comparable to the magpie saint.

The judge of Shiyuan laughed, "Children can be taught. Liu Chang, the king of Zhuye, died of illness in Jiangnan thatched cottage at the age of 40. He lived more than [-] years longer than his elder brother who became emperor. His descendants all refused to be awarded by the royal family, or from From business to medicine and agriculture, gradually has nothing to do with Liu's royal family. Liu's dynasty passed to the third generation, the world was in chaos, and later the barbarians brought disaster to the country, and the Central Plains fell. I don't know what the blood of the wild kings is."

"The wild kings have stayed away from the court since his elder brother ascended the throne and did not get involved in government affairs. He should have seen his elder brother's ability clearly. He had expected the day when the dynasty would be overthrown." Cheng Mu said truthfully.

The second emperor of the Liu Dynasty appointed traitors, extravagance and extravagance, and the people complained. By the time the third emperor ascended the throne, he was riddled with holes and unable to recover.

Later, there was historical evidence that the barbarians took the opportunity to harm the country, and the great ancestor of Chu raised up in Xiaozhou Mountain.

The third emperor of the Liu Dynasty became the Marquis of Pingyuan in the new dynasty. After several generations, he ended up in the hands of Emperor Xuan of Chu with a full family of copying and beheading.

The rise and fall of dynasties for hundreds of years is nothing more than a few words in the chatter of future generations.

"If the kings of the wild make poison, there will be a solution."

Cheng Mu asked, "Then the solution is in the hands of the queens of the wild kings?"

"Foreign barbarians have brought disaster to the country, and the descendants of the kings of the wild are scattered. Some people change their names and surnames, and some people go far into the mountains. There is no way to find the source. Even if the descendants of the Liu family are found, Fang Zi may be lost in the war. Even if he finds the solution Fang, it has a long history, and many medicinal materials have been handed down to this day, or they have been extinct, or they have no effect, and they are all over the north and south of the river, and it may take five or six years to collect them in one place."

The judge of Shiyuan sighed, "Finding the prescription is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Even though it took many years to find one place, there is no one in Xinglin who is higher than the wild kings. There is no way for the wild kings. With the prescription, it may not be possible to make medicine. , what's more, it is only my guess that the cinnabar came from the hands of the kings of the wild. What if it is not?"

The stone courtyard made a conclusion, "There is no solution to the cinnabar."

Cheng Mu was stunned for a long time, and finally found his own voice, "Can uncle find out when the cinnabar on his body was planted?"

Although the judge of the stone court was a little doubtful about his request, he finally thought about it seriously and said, "It happened about five or six years ago. There are no absolutes for doctors, only rough estimates, and they can't be accurate."

Cheng Mu's heart skipped a beat.

Jian'an 25 years.

If it was really what the late emperor did, why did the late emperor give such an unsolvable forbidden drug to Zhao Yan, who was in power at that time and loved in every possible way?

What is written on the page of daily life that was missing in Jian'an 25 years ago?

Cheng Mu couldn't figure it out. He held Shi Yuanpan's hand, "What else does uncle know about him?"

The stone court judge took a look at Cheng Mu, didn't want to say more, and wanted to send him away, but Cheng Mu said, "Uncle, I am a historian, and the men of the Cheng family have been historians for generations, and they can't see the truth, what kind of history!"

Shi Yuan judged, "You have a bit of your father's demeanor."

Cheng Mu stared at the judgment in the stone courtyard, and said word by word, "Uncle, history books are the livelihood of all people, and a matter for generations to come. If there is a word that is wrong, my Cheng family will be ashamed of the world!"

The stone court judge was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Zhao Yan once committed suicide in the palace of His Majesty in the year when she was the number one scholar in high school. I don't know about other things. The matter of the Zhao family is now a foregone conclusion. An Zhi, I don't want you Get involved."

Cheng Mu laughed, "Uncle, thank you."

His smile, in the eyes of the judge of the stone court, actually looked like the young Zhao Yan back then, he couldn't help sighing, "Forget it, I'm old, you can do whatever you want."

In the 15th year of Jian'an, Zhao Yan committed suicide in the palace.

For a person like him, what forced him to kill himself?

In the late emperor's bedroom.

Cheng Mu's heart sank suddenly.

What could be more charming and ambiguous than a place like the bedroom?

Thinking of that skinny but extremely beautiful shadow, that person...how could he bear it?

Cheng Mu clenched his sleeves tightly, his face pale.

Cheng Mu is a historian, and the historian writes the lives of thousands of people.

It can make the historian unable to write, but Zhao Yan has only one ear.

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