When the sun set into the horizon, Zhao Lian opened his eyes again. Although he was weak, he was very happy because he found that he was still alive. Although he had no strength in his body, hope was lingering in his heart.

“This is toxic!”

In Zhao Lian's mind, Zhao Lian became excited about this matter, and he felt that this was an opportunity.

His life had just encountered a huge crisis, which almost made him lose his life, but Zhao Lian felt that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to make himself successful.

I don’t know when it started, but Zhao Lian felt that his official career had fallen into a swamp.

Every step forward took a lot of effort. When I arrived at the position of the Minister of the Ministry of Works of Nanjing, I stopped completely. I was full of ambitions, but I was depressed and unsuccessful. I tried all kinds of ways, but I still couldn't get promoted.

But this time, Zhao Lian saw the opportunity and the opportunity to rise.

Fushou ointment is really poisonous, and it is so powerful. So what Xu De said is true. Someone is trying to murder Your Majesty. Even if Your Majesty does not pursue it, selling such poisonous substances to the people is a very serious crime.

Tracing these people will naturally become a top priority, and this is your own opportunity.

A correct attitude of confessing guilt, actively assisting in solving cases, and striving to make meritorious contributions to crimes.

Zhao Lian customized a three-step strategy for himself. If the plan is completed smoothly, he will not only not be punished, but will instead fall into the eyes of the emperor. Even if there are some punishments, it will definitely be reused in the future.

In this plan, someone needs to protect himself and speak good things.

The first thing Zhao Lian thought of was Xu De. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that Xu De was not good. He would definitely steal his credit. In addition, the eunuch was not trustworthy, so he could not leave a image of currying about the eunuch's promotion.

Apart from Xu De, there is only one person suitable, that is, Wang Yongji, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

Although everyone is a minister, he is far from the minister of the Ministry of Works of Nanjing and Wang Yongji, the minister of the Ministry of Revenue. There have been rumors in the court that once the minister of the Ministry of Revenue Zhang Xueyan, the person who takes over the position of Minister of Revenue will definitely be Wang Yongji.

After completing the food collection of officials and gentry, no one doubted this.

Wang Yongji is definitely a close minister of the emperor. If he is willing to speak for himself, his plan to turn over will be halfway.

Zhao Lian still knew a little about Wang Yongji. The two were colleagues when they were in Nanjing. However, at that time, neither of them was a minister, but a doctor, and they knew each other.

There are some intersections, although they are not too close, Zhao Lian feels that his chance has come this time.

While Zhao Lian was thinking about it, Wang Yongji walked in from outside, and a maid followed behind Wang Yongji, holding a tray in her hand, with a bowl of porridge and a plate of side dishes on it.

"Brother Zhao Xian, I'm awake!" Wang Yongji looked at Zhao Lian and said with a faint smile.

Zhao Lian nodded and forced himself to sit up, but Wang Yongji pressed him back.

"Don't get up, you are very weak, rest well!" Wang Yongji said and nodded to the maid: "Brother Yu asked someone to make porridge. You are very weak now, so it's better to eat some porridge."

"Thank you, Brother Wang!" Zhao Lian nodded and let Wang Yongji help him up and sit on the bed.

In fact, Zhao Lian didn't want to eat anything, but he knew that he couldn't lie down like this, so he needed to stand up as soon as possible. If he didn't eat, his body wouldn't be able to stand it. He bit the bullet and endured the nausea. Zhao Lian began to eat porridge under the maid's service.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, the maid went down, and Wang Yongji and Zhao Lian started chatting.

Wang Yongji wanted to ask many questions, but he didn't know where to start, and he was afraid of stimulating Zhao Lian.

Zhao Lian looked at Wang Yongji with a wry smile, and then said lightly: "Brother Wang, have you ever experienced despair?"

After hearing Zhao Lian's words, Wang Yongji was stunned. What does this mean?

He didn't hear Wang Yongji's answer, and Zhao Lian didn't care. He smiled and said, "I read thousands of words at the age of five, recited Tang poetry at the age of eight, read the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of thirteen, became a scholar at the age of sixteen, passed the juren at the age of twenty-two, ranked ninth in the second place at the age of twenty-five."

"I have no chance to be a Shujishi, but I am not discouraged. I will do my best to do every position."

"Does Brother Wang know why?" Zhao Lian seemed to ask Wang Yongji again, and seemed to be asking himself. Before Wang Yongji could speak, Zhao Lian continued to say: "Because of the tone in his heart, because of his father's high hopes, and his mother's expectations."

"When I was five years old, my father taught me to write the first word, and that word was pronounced: Zhi!"

"My father once said that a young man should have great ambitions. Later, he learned more and more words and understood more and more principles. However, this ambition was imprinted in my heart. I don't like miscellaneous books, but I especially like reading history books."

"The wise men in the history books who have few ambitions make me yearn for it."

"It is a man's true nature to be determined and strive for it when he was young. How exciting it is."

"I also made up my mind at that time. I should study hard and study hard. One day I will be able to get a title on the list. Then I will show my ambitions and express my life's ambitions. Do something for the emperor, the Ming Dynasty, and the people."

Speaking of this, Zhao Lian's body was trembling and his eyes were a little red.

"But just now, just now, just now, my younger brother was lying on the ground. Although my body was painful and tormented, the most painful thing was not these, but my younger brother's heart. I am forty-six this year, and I am five years old and I have been reading for 41 years, and I have been doing it forty years."

"I hope that one day I can enter the center, show what I have learned in my life, and live up to myself and the teachings of sages. But at that time, I was full of despair. I not only let my father down, but also let His Majesty down."

Seeing Wang Yongji Xiang talking, Zhao Lian waved his hand: "If you want to comfort me, you don't need to say anything. I only have one thing to ask for my brother."

Wang Yongji was empathetic to Zhao Lian's words. Who did not study hard when they were young, who did not think about showing what they learned in their hearts, who did not think about giving the king Yao and Shun to leave their reputation in history. How could Wang Yongji not be sympathetic about Zhao Lian's situation? At the same time, he also deeply hated those who sell longevity cream.

"My brother has something to say, but it doesn't matter if he says it. Brother Yu can help you, he will definitely help you." Wang Yongji nodded vigorously and said.

"I will write a memorial to send it to the capital and ask my elder brother to present it to His Majesty on his behalf. It is related to the poison case, so I can only use a secret note to avoid being seen." Zhao Lian held Wang Yiji's hand and said.

Wang Yongji nodded: "No problem, Brother Yu sent someone to send you to the capital."

"I'm sorry to Your Majesty. I have no face to face Your Majesty. I know that I can't continue to be an official, but I'm not willing to give up. This blessing and longevity cream poisons not only me, but also many officials and people."

"I want to follow up and thoroughly investigate this case. I won't say that I have made meritorious contributions. I will not redeem my crimes for a hundred deaths. Please ask your elder brother to plead with His Majesty on his behalf. When the case is solved, no matter how the punishment is, the young one will have no regrets."

Wang Yongji looked at Zhao Lian, felt the power in his hand, and nodded without any hesitation.

"Don't worry, brother Yu will definitely present this memorial. Then you will enter the capital with your brother's apology." Wang Yongji reached out and patted Zhao Lian: "Your Majesty is wise and powerful, and you will definitely give me a chance."

After comforting for a few words, Wang Yongji left, but Zhao Lian restrained his expression.

At this time, Zhao Lian's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest. He couldn't wait to go out and search the He family and make the case bigger. This was for revenge and for his own official career.

Zhao Lian didn't believe that the He family did not know that Fushou Paste was poisonous. Since they knew it was poisonous, the He family actually dared to give Fushou Paste to himself and Cui Fu, and even instigated Cui Fu to present Fushou Paste to the emperor. The He family deserves to die!

In the past, Zhao Lian liked Fushou Paste, but now Zhao Lian thanked Fushou Paste.

Compared to Xu De and Cui Fu, Zhao Lian knew more about Fushou Paste and knew better. Although he didn't know where Fushou Paste came from, he had heard rumors that Fushou Paste was not a product of the Ming Dynasty, but came from Nanyang.

Java and other countries once offered their contributions back then, so where did the He family get it?

People in the southeast know that the origin of these longevity creams is self-evident when large households engage in maritime trade, ignore maritime bans, and even collude with pirates and Japanese pirates. The reason why these longevity creams are self-evident. It will inevitably be a great achievement to stir up this case and pursue the longevity creams themselves.

If the He family gives yourself the poison, it means being unkind. If you are unkind, don’t blame yourself for being unrighteous.

If you use your heads to pave the way for me, you will die.

No one knows what Zhao Lian was thinking. Wang Yongji was very sympathetic to Zhao Lian. In Wang Yongji's view, Zhao Lian was a disaster for Wuwang. He didn't know that Fushou Paste was poisoned, and he was poisoned himself.

I’m talking about it, Zhao Lian didn’t do anything that is harmful to the world, so I really have to pursue it. Zhao Lian is also a victim!

After leaving Zhao Lian's room, Wang Yongji ran back and left the memorial, preparing to recommend Zhao Lian.

In the room not far away, Xu De held a teacup and listened to the little eunuch report to him without expression. The little eunuch said in detail, it was the conversation between Wang Yongji and Zhao Lian, as if he was at the scene.

When the little eunuch finished speaking, Xu De fell into deep thought and put down the teacup in his hand for a while.

"Let our people stare at them, don't move for the time being, don't alert the snake." Xu De put down his teacup and said lightly: "Everything goes underground. If anyone leaks the news, our family can't avoid them."

The little eunuch was stunned and said in shock: "Godfather, let's not investigate anymore?"

After glanced at the little eunuch, Xu De asked with a light smile: "Xiao Anzi, how long have you been by our house?"
Chapter completed!