The Legend of Noble Woman

Chapter 209 Zhaoyi's Death 3
Doctor Jing and his son?
Prime Minister Han and Han Junwen looked at each other. The Jing father and son were actually theirs.

Therefore, Prime Minister Han also thanked the emperor, "I am grateful for the emperor's action, and I can let the minister see the last side of my beloved daughter."

"Wait for Imperial Physician Jing to come out, then go in and see Zhaoyi."

Feng Yichen responded lightly.

"Yes."

So, a group of people quietly waited for Jing Taiji and his son to come out.

A quarter of an hour later, Imperial Physician Jing, father and son, came out. The two of them had solemn faces, which were not good-looking. Old Imperial Physician Jing bowed to the emperor and said, "I report to the Emperor, Han Zhaoyi has been hit by seven souls."

"Seven souls? What is this?"

Feng Yichen frowned, looking puzzled.

"Return to the emperor, the seven souls are the forbidden incense of Zhao's royal family, as long as you smell this incense for seven days, you will die, and the soul will return to the nine days!"

The old doctor Jing's answer caused Prime Minister Han to shake his hands into fists instantly, and his expression changed.

Han Junwen looked horrified, then looked at his father, and finally closed his eyes without answering.

Liu Zixi watched the reaction of their father and son calmly.

really!

Prime Minister Han knew about the existence of forbidden incense like Seven Souls!
As for Han Junwen, he also knew it, but his performance was a little surprised. It seemed that he didn't know that his father had given the seven souls to his sister.

interesting!
Will there be a crack in the relationship between father and son because of the Seven Souls?

When Feng Yichen heard that the Seven Souls were actually the forbidden incense of the Zhao Kingdom's royal family, he was instantly furious, "How could the forbidden incense of the Zhao Kingdom's royal family appear in my palace! Han Zhaoyi has the Seven Souls, is it my bedroom or not?" It may not be safe! Check, let me check! How did these seven souls enter the palace!"

He was so angry that the old doctor Jing prostrated himself on the ground, "Please calm down, the seven souls are scary. As long as you don't burn incense, you can avoid smelling the seven souls."

"You mean to ban incense burning in the palace? Heh! Old doctor Jing, of course living people don't have to burn incense, but don't forget, there is also a platform for offering sacrifices to the ancestors in the palace. You are asking me to carry it on my back if you don't burn incense. The charge of unfilial piety!"

Offering sacrifices to the first platform is a shrine to the ancestors of the Xia Kingdom.

Every year when the shrine is held, it happens to be seven days. If the seven souls appear on the altar, none of the members of the royal family will be spared, and they will all die!

Those who intend to invade the country of Xia can win the kingdom of Xia without sending a single soldier.

Thinking of this consequence, Feng Yichen became irritable, "From now on, seal the palace gates, and I will search every corner of the palace to find out where the Seven Souls came from! Jiang Bin, the rumored Get lost, Zhang Yong from the Liugong Bureau!"

"Yes."

Jiang Bin's scalp tightened, the emperor was really angry.

Soon, Zhang Yong was summoned by the head of the Liugong Bureau. He came in with a large basket of books in his hand, and knelt on the ground with a plop, "Your Majesty, this slave has been in the Liugong Bureau for three years. All the spices purchased have been recorded in the account, and two imperial physicians jointly verified that the slave dared to put the spices into the warehouse. The slave can guarantee with his life that the spices purchased by the slave will never be mixed with the seven souls. If the emperor does not believe it , the slave can open the storehouse of spices, and ask the imperial physicians to go and investigate, if the seven souls are found to appear in the storehouse, the servant is willing to lead him to death!"

When Zhang Yong spoke, he spoke sincerely, and he looked completely unafraid of death.

The emperor Feng Yichen squinted his eyes, "Zhang Yong, you mean that there is no Seven Souls in the spice warehouse?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Yong answered decisively.

(End of this chapter)