Ten Miles of Red Makeup: The Legend of Ming Yu

Chapter 598
With the poisonous blood forced out of Rong Wang's body and a little poison left, Ming concubine continued to prepare the antidote.

Chu Mochen couldn't see that Ming concubine was too tired, so he went to interrogate the North Vietnamese envoy Master Liu.

But no matter how much he interrogated, he couldn't get any useful information out of him. On the contrary, Prime Minister Right and Minister of Rites came to visit Prince Rong in the palace, and they got tricked.

The tea that Xinggong brought to Right Prime Minister and Minister of Rites was poisonous, and a little poison was poured into the tea. Right Prime Minister tasted that the tea taste was not quite right, and the tea soup was not clear enough, but he didn't suspect anything, and drank half a cup.

As a result, in the early morning of the next day, the emperor was discussing the government affairs with the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, but the Prime Minister on the right was talking and fell to the ground.

The Right Prime Minister fell first, no one knew that the Right Prime Minister was poisoned, it was only assumed that he had devoted himself to the affairs of the court, and the emperor praised the Right Prime Minister a few words.

Just after boasting, Minister of Rites also fainted.

It's fine if one faints, why both of them fainted together.

Only then did the emperor and the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty realize that something was wrong, and the imperial doctor rushed to take the pulse of the right minister, only to know that the right minister and the minister of the Ministry of Rites were poisoned, and the poison was exactly the same as that of Prince Rong.

The emperor knew that Prime Minister Right and Minister of Rites had visited Prince Rong of North Vietnam. The Ministry of Rites was responsible for entertaining the envoys. It seems that he doesn't pay enough attention to Prince Rong.

But I didn't expect the court to pay attention to it, but it poisoned the two court ministers.

When the news was sent back to the palace, Chu Mochen's face was as frosty.

There are North Vietnamese people in the dark, and the North Vietnamese move is to put pressure on the bright concubine in a disguised form.

If the antidote cannot be prepared, the right minister and the minister of the Ministry of Rites will be buried with the North Vietnamese envoys.

With two more ministers of the Great King Dynasty, the North Vietnamese envoys were not as uneasy as before, although they were haggard from the poisoning torture.

Chu Mochen led people to cross-examine the palace several times, but he couldn't find the person who poisoned him. Instead, a court lady left the palace and never came back.

Later, the court lady found the body in the dry well of the palace.

Apparently, someone killed the palace lady to silence her, and then dressed up as a palace lady, and quietly poured poison into the tea of ​​Right Prime Minister and Minister of Rites.

The servant girl knew that the matter was revealed and she could not escape death, so she left the palace without anyone noticing.

Although Ming concubine did not inflict the poison, but Ming concubine did feel a little more stressed, so that she couldn't sleep well at night and turned on the lamp to read in the middle of the night.

She asked Zhao Yuanzheng to find a lot of medical books for her, especially about poisons.

Ming concubine named the medicinal herbs unique to North Vietnam, but she just turned a page of medical books and got very little.

There were not many exchanges between the Dajing Dynasty and Beiyue, and the imperial physicians of the Dajing Dynasty did not have much research on the poisonous weeds in Beiyue, and the medical books were of little help.

On the contrary, the Su family had a few more books on poisons, and Wei Mingcheng's intelligence, he posted a notice offering a reward. With the reward, several kinds of poisonous weeds unique to North Vietnam surfaced.

On the third day, Ming concubine finally figured out the ingredients of the poison.

At this time, the North Vietnamese envoys had already begun to lose their hold, and frequently vomited poisonous blood.

Ming concubine had to make time for them to suppress toxicity.

On the morning of the third day, Ming concubine walked into Prince Rong's bedroom with exhaustion.

Xi'er followed behind with a tray in which was a bowl of medicine.

Ming concubine was worried, she was the one who made this bowl of medicine, but she was only [-]% sure about Rong Wang's poison, if she couldn't get rid of the poison, within half an hour, Rong Wang's son would definitely die.

Rong Wang's son leaned on the big welcoming pillow, his anger was like a silk, but his pale face did not affect his handsome face.

It's just that in the past two days, he really drank a lot of medicine, coupled with the medicinal bath, he almost lost half of his life.

Seeing Concubine Ming walk in, Prince Rong's eyes shone with light. After staying in the Dajing Dynasty for two years, it was rare for someone to care about him so much and take his life and death so seriously.

Her smile, like the sunshine in the twelfth lunar month of winter, injected a warm current into his cold heart.

Ming concubine stepped forward, took the medicine bowl from the tray, handed it to Prince Rong and said, "Drink up."

Prince Rong looked at Ming Concubine and said, "I don't have the strength to lift my hand, so feed me."

Ming concubine hurriedly put down the medicine bowl and felt the pulse for Prince Rong.

The pulse condition is disordered, but if it is said that the arm cannot be lifted, Mingyu is a little suspicious.

But now the most urgent thing is to drink the medicine, Ming concubine brought the medicine bowl, ready to feed Wang Shizi.

Outside, Chu Mochen came in, he took the medicine bowl and said, "You're tired, I'll feed your son Rong."

Ming concubine doesn't like giving people medicine very much. The medicine is bitter, and it's far better to drink it in one go than to eat it by a spoonful.

Chu Mochen handed the medicine to Prince Rong's mouth, but Prince Rong frowned, but drank the medicine without saying anything.

A bowl of medicine, not a drop left.

Not long after taking it, Rong Wang's face twisted in pain, and he rolled on the bed.

Ming concubine couldn't get close and couldn't get his pulse, so Chu Mochen subdued him. Just as Ming concubine was about to get close to the bed, Wang Shizi spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood, and he passed out.

This time, it frightened Ming Concubine.

This bowl of medicine fights poison with poison, and if the medicine is too light, it may cause the death of Prince Rong.

She hurriedly took the pulse of Prince Rong, it was related to the people of the two countries, Ming concubine's hand trembled a little, but after her hand caught the pulse of Prince Rong, Ming concubine's hand calmed down, with a look of joy on her face.

"The poison is cured," she said happily.

Chu Mochen breathed a sigh of relief, Ming concubine was tired for almost three days, and it was finally not in vain.

After the other North Vietnamese envoys took the antidote, they were all like Prince Rong.

Zhao Yuanzheng sent people into the palace to announce the good news to the emperor, and then took the medicine and sent it to the Youxiang Mansion and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Mansion.

The North Vietnamese envoy was so weak that he knelt down to thank Ming concubine.

Ming Yu smiled and said, "There is no need to thank you. If I can't cure your poison, you should be ghosts and won't let me go."

The North Vietnamese envoy looked embarrassed.

The hatred in their eyes was clearly seen by Zhennan Wang Shizifei.

The North Vietnamese envoy asked, "How many days will it take us to get back to normal?"

"Ten days at least," Ming concubine said.

In the past few days, they had already lost a lot of weight. This time they rushed back to North Vietnam, and their bodies were exhausted. But that was all she said, and if they really wanted to leave, no one would be able to stop them.

The North Vietnamese envoys looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Another ten days of delay, I don't know if King Rong can bear it.

And this time back to Beijing, I don't know what dangers I will encounter on the way, how can I bear it with such a body?
"Then wait until you are healthy before starting the journey?" A North Vietnamese envoy suggested.

"That's the only way to go, I hope King Rong can recover, otherwise we won't feel ashamed," said the envoy of North Vietnam.

Mingyu's task has been completed, the boulder pressing on his heart is removed, the whole person relaxes, and feels exhausted.

Chu Mochen felt sorry for her and took her back to Zhennan Palace.

Ming concubine was tired and fell asleep in his arms, being carried off the carriage by Chu Mochen.

When President Chu saw it, he worried, "Is the concubine alright?"

Chu Mochen walked away with Ming concubine in his arms.

Xi'er and Xueyan yawned profusely, and said, "The Concubine Shi Zi is fine, but she is too tired."

After all, they still fell asleep for a few hours, and they couldn't keep their eyelids open right now, let alone Shizifei.

(End of this chapter)