The imperial doctor didn't know what was going on, so he came to the lobby of Dali Temple in a daze. The doors and windows were closed tightly, with only a few glimmers of light coming in from the cracks in the door. The surroundings were dark, and layers of cold air penetrated into his body.
The imperial doctor trembled a few times, but still didn't take it seriously. Seeing the Xiang people sitting in front of him, he asked: "I have nothing to do with you, why do you invite me here?"
"You praise yourself too much," Xiangren lowered his head and sneered sinisterly, "I'm afraid I can't use the word 'please' to you."
The imperial doctor had a sullen look on his face: "After all, I am serving your majesty. Good Lord, you have gone too far to bully others! With your attitude, I am not going to cooperate anymore, so take my leave!"
"How dare you!" The Xiang people ordered, and the guards on both sides drew their swords, blocked the imperial doctor's path, and glared.
"Mr. Imperial Physician, you may not know that those who enter Dali Temple will have their skin peeled off until they die. I hope you will cooperate well."
The imperial doctor timidly turned around and smiled awkwardly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
The people from Hunan were pacing around him: "Your medical skills are really poor and you diagnosed the wrong disease for the prince. You must not explain this to the emperor and mislead the emperor."
The imperial doctor frowned, with a confused look on his face: "It's impossible! All the prescriptions I prescribed are clear and clear, and not a single word is false!"
"Do you think you can hide your thoughts from me? You clearly want to harm the prince, but you still pretend you don't know!"
"I have always practiced medicine as expected, so I am favored by the emperor. How could I do such a despicable thing!"
The Guoxiang man didn't answer. He just pointed to the officer's back and said one word lightly: "Hit."
Without waiting for the imperial doctor to argue any further, the officers grabbed him, pushed him to the ground, lifted up his shirt, and gave him a big stick on his back.
Just after the four-ridged cane was struck, the imperial doctor's screams were heartbreaking and he almost rolled his eyes. The Xiang people hurriedly ordered him to stop. Seeing him rolling on the ground for more than a dozen times, the pain gradually subsided, so he asked again: "Tell me, did you make a wrong diagnosis?"
The imperial doctor's face looked as pale as death. He gasped and replied: "I was wrong... wrong, but I really didn't want to harm the prince."
"If you are afraid that we will accuse you of treason, just write a confession here," Guoxiang man knocked on the table, "Say that the prince is not frightened, but contaminated with evil spirits, do you understand?"
"Know……"
Half an hour later, inside the palace.
"Is there such a bizarre thing in the palace?" The emperor received the petition and read it carefully several times, still half convinced, "I have never believed in ghosts."
The Xiang people kowtowed and said, "I don't believe it either, but the prince's companions, such as Concubine Geng and others, said that he was possessed by evil spirits. The imperial doctor also said this in the end."
"Did you hit him?" the emperor asked.
"The prescriptions he gave me didn't work, and he didn't let me wait to inquire about the illness, so I was deeply suspicious. For the safety of the prince, I had to use punishment. I hope your majesty will forgive me!"
"That's all. What do you think we should do?"
"I believe that if you want to drive away evil spirits, you must first find out the source of the evil spirits, and then drive them away. Please allow Taoist priests and magicians to be allowed into the palace by Your Majesty. They will be aware of the methods they practice."
The emperor smacked his lips and finally nodded in agreement. He immediately called Shen Jing to draft an edict and ordered the Ministry of Rites to search for the person who could resolve the nightmare and lead him there as soon as possible.
Lu Zhixian sent the imperial edict to the capital. Within two days, countless people were clamoring to see him. The entrance to the government office was blocked. The official papers were piled up like snow flakes, making the governor anxious and all the officials under him. After a day of hard work, I just finished sorting it out and submitted a reliable list.
Lu Zhixian did not dare to take responsibility and asked Su Zongshan, but Su Zongshan shook his head and had no choice but to ask Chen Tongpao again. Chen Tongpao looked at it and suddenly pointed to a name and said: "I know this Chang Zhenren. His name is Chang You. He originally funded a Taoist temple in the capital and lived here for about twenty years. He was highly respected by the people. , and also held fasting ceremonies for some high-ranking officials."
Lu Zhixian smiled sheepishly: "Look, I don't understand as well as you. If I preside over this matter, if I don't handle it properly, won't it cost the prince's life? You should go and tell the emperor."
"Okay, I'll do it for you." Tongpao Chen agreed readily, without any fluctuation in his expression.
"We sincerely invite Master Chang to come!"
A eunuch shouted, and several huge palace doors in front of him opened one after another, revealing a wide corridor. Chang Zhenren was allowed to sit on a shoulder carriage and was carried by his disciples. He held a fly whisk in his hand, slowly stroking his silver beard, with his eyes closed, and he looked like an immortal.
"Please let me have a baby here."
"Where are you?" Chang Zhenren asked, still motionless.
"Chaofang."
Only then did Chang Zhenren open his eyes, support his disciple's arm and stand up, step over the carriage, and salute to the waiting officials: "I have seen you, sir. I dare to ask your name."
"Chen Tongpao, the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, has long heard that the real person has extraordinary spiritual practice. When I saw you today, I felt like a god. I heard that you haven't eaten yet, so I ordered my servants to prepare delicious food. I hope you can reward me with thin noodles. Come to the court room with me to talk for a while."
Chang Zhenren replied slowly: "Isn't the prince anxious for treatment?"
Chen Tongpao said with a smile: "The prince has been ill for many days, how can he do it in this moment? Besides, the emperor has issued an order this morning, asking me and other ministers to entertain the real person well, how can we violate it?"
Chang Zhenren was secretly happy and led his disciples into the house, eating and laughing at the same time. The real person didn't eat much. He only touched a few chopsticks and then closed his eyes and rested. However, a few little Taoist priests scratched around with their chopsticks and devoured them. After a while, they ate all the vegetarian dishes, leaving only the food on the table. Several plates of chicken and duck. Chen Tongpao believed that "one should not eat meat in front of monks", so he left without taking a bite.
Seeing that the matter was over, Master Chang was about to stand up and say goodbye, but Chen Tongpao stopped him and said, "Master Chang, stay here for a moment. I still have some private matters that I would like to ask for advice on."
The master immediately understood the profound meaning of these words, and said to his disciples: "Master Chen and I will talk for a while longer, and you can retreat first." The disciples obeyed silently and helped them close the door.
"At the eleventh hour, it should be here..." Tongpao Chen pinched his fingers and was calculating something secretly.
"What?" Chang Zhenren couldn't help but wonder when he saw him muttering.
"It's okay, let's talk about ourselves."
"Is there anyone else around? Is it convenient?" Chang Zhenren quietly pointed to the entourage beside him and asked.
Tongpao Chen raised a smile: "They are all my trusted subordinates, there is no need to avoid them."
At this time, the morning fog outside gradually dissipated, and the ministers from the previous court were about to arrive. They were passing by the court room, and naturally there were Ye Yongjia and Cai Xianqing among them.
Cai Xianqing was attentive. He saw a few people in strange clothes standing in front of a room and asked directly: "Who are you? Why did you enter the palace?"
"We are disciples of Master Chang, and we are here under orders!"
"Then why don't you go treat the prince?"
"The real person is discussing with Chen Libu."
"Chen Libu..." Cai Xianqing thought of these three words and had a plan in mind.
