"Actually, the queen came to the palace for her own girl..." Zhang Du said directly, looking at Yang Xianrong seriously, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"Manager Zhang." Yang Xianrong sighed and turned away Cuixi and Lanxiang. He helped Zhang Du sit down and said seriously: "Since we have talked about it for this reason, I must not hide it from you. Because I have inquired about this before and know that Master Xu has excellent medical skills, so I I thought about letting him give Lian'er a try. But he said that Xu Zhenren is only for the royal family... Then I will marry him."
"To put it bluntly, this is a girl, and she will get married sooner or later, so why go to such trouble..." Zhang Du's meaning was obvious.
"But she is my mother's daughter and my sister." Yang Xianrong said solemnly, "She is my family."
"The Queen is so attached to love and justice, this old slave is very impressed." Zhang Du said softly, "But after marrying into the royal family, have you ever thought about the future?"
"Are you referring to this increasingly chaotic situation?" Yang Xianrong smiled self-deprecatingly, "There have long been rumors among the people that princes from all over the country are ready to take over..."
After hearing this, Zhang Du immediately shut his mouth.
"There are only two of us in this room, there is nothing else to say. Besides, I have said before that since I have entered the palace, I will naturally be kind to the emperor. This man is my husband."
In the end, Zhang Du just let out a long sigh, "The reason why the emperor looks like this is because after the deposed emperor, Jia Nanfeng saw that he often suffered from panic attacks, and was extremely bored. After that, he beat, scolded, and even humiliated him... The old slave naturally worked hard. I have to risk my life to save the emperor, but the emperor will inevitably have a shadow in his heart. I hope the queen will bear with me..."
"Are you saying this again?" Yang Xianrong sighed louder, "I just hope you don't exclude me."
"No, no, no." Zhang Du wanted to kneel down again, but Yang Xianrong grabbed his arm vigorously, "General Manager Zhang, please don't kneel to me in the future, no matter at any time."
"Queen, this old slave is no longer in charge..."
"Then I don't care. Anyway, you are still the manager here."
It gave Zhang Du reassurance and gave him unlimited trust. Yang Xianrong said everything he could, and now it depends on whether Zhang Du can treat her sincerely. In this intricate Dajin Palace, many things are happening slowly.
Sima Zhong felt very peaceful after falling asleep. Zhang Du said that the pills he fed to the emperor were pills prepared by Master Xu for him. Taking one pill when he was suffering from madness could relieve his nervousness and help him fall asleep quickly.
In any case, there was a hint of warmth in Zhengyang Palace when it became quiet. Under the winter sunshine, the dead branches stretched out in the cold wind.
However, Cuixi soon discovered that many people in Zhengyang Palace began to suffer from diarrhea and frequently went to the toilet. However, this is only limited to Sima Zhong's eunuchs and maids. People on Yang Xianrong's side do not have this situation.
In one afternoon, more than a dozen people pooped three or four times on average, which made people alarmed.
Zhang Du also noticed this situation and called them together to ask about the situation, from diet to dressing, sleeping, etc., and asked them very carefully, but there was nothing abnormal.
At this time, Zhang Liangxue and Yuan Jianshuo also reported back and forth, saying that they found that Sima Lun and other servants in the princes' homes also had diarrhea. The symptoms are not serious, but I am having diarrhea. I took some decoction, but there was no sign of improvement.
This thing is really strange.
Yang Xianrong went through what everyone said in his mind, but he didn't find the crux.
Cuixi brought them a list of their meals for the past few days, which was exactly the same as what the emperor had eaten. Even the roast lamb was shared among everyone, and there was nothing wrong with them.
"Let's go to the emperor and have a look." Yang Xianrong felt that the final problem might still be on Sima Zhong's side.
She took Zhang Liang, Yuan Jianshuo and her two maids to Sima Zhong's main palace. Seeing that he was still sleeping, she quietly called Zhang Du and Qin Taiyi to come out and explained the situation.
The two of them were scratching their heads and couldn't guess the specific reason.
When Sima Ying came over, she saw them talking. After asking about the emperor's situation, she said that she had just arrested all the cooks and servants in the dining room, and some of them had been tortured to extract confessions. All the fruits were checked and rechecked, but nothing suspicious arose at all.
"Your Majesty, do those low-level servants, maids and eunuchs have diarrhea?" Yang Xianrong asked after pondering for a moment.
"This... not really." Sima Ying thought for a while, "Currently it is limited to those people who are personally serving the emperor. However, there are two people in the Huanyi Institute who are also suffering from diarrhea."
"Call those two people." Yang Xianrong's eyes suddenly moved and he looked at Zhang Du, "Where are all the clothes that the emperor has changed?"
"Because it smells bad, I'll put it in the groom's room temporarily."
Yang Xianrong nodded and asked Qin Taiyi: "How is this diarrhea?"
"Actually, the symptoms are very mild and not life-threatening. But the strange thing is that they usually recover immediately after taking a dose of decoction. But just now I made a decoction for them and drank it, but they still felt their stomachs growling. The ground kept ringing." Doctor Qin was hanging with one arm, and the other arm was holding a medicine jar, which looked quite funny.
"Or, may I ask again." Yang Xianrong also felt that there were no clues to be found. He walked around the bedroom and then asked, "Let's put it this way, is there anyone around the emperor who doesn't have diarrhea?"
"Old slave." Zhang Du grinned, "To put it bluntly, I haven't had a bowel movement yet because I haven't eaten much in the past few days."
Yang Xianrong also held back his smile and looked at him, "Then you'd better eat something and come back later."
"Old slave, you can wait a little longer." Zhang Du also smiled, finally not so polite.
"Actually, there is another person who probably doesn't have diarrhea." Zhang Liang thought for a while, "Xu Qingshan from the Procurement Office also works as an errand for the Emperor on weekdays, cleaning the bedrooms and so on. He was lying in Jinyong City due to castration infection. It’s been a few days and I just came back today.”
"Where are the people?" This topic was a bit awkward for Yang Xianrong, but she continued to ask.
"The old slave asked him to clean the floor of the dormitory and tidy up Gong's room." Zhang Du looked in the direction of Gong's room, "It should be inside."
"Oh, then you can ask again." Yang Xianrong looked at Sima Ying, "Does the prince have diarrhea?"
Sima Ying shook her head in embarrassment, "I am in good health."
