"Sir, the official duties have been heavy recently, please take care of your health."

After reading a volume of official documents, Lan Jue closed the booklet, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. The clerk presented tea in front of the case, as he said.

Lan Jue picked up the tea and took a sip. The Shangguan Doctor of the Home Office came to submit the gift list for the various vassal states at the end of the year. Lan Jue put down the tea cup and swallowed the tea so hard that he choked in his throat. He couldn't help but coughed a few times. Shangguan Doctor immediately looked at him worriedly and said, "Sir, it's not easy to get rid of cold weather. Please go back and rest early today. Your health is the best."

Lan Jue smiled and said, "I just choked for a while, it was not a cold and cough. Thank you for your concern." He took the book from the hand of the Shangguan Doctor. The Shangguan Doctor looked at his face, and his eyes were still full of worries.

In the evening, Lan Jue returned to the mansion, and the servant served him to take a shower, saying, "Master, don't stay up late tonight, go to bed early."

Lan Jue called Lan Hui to see his homework. Lan Hui pulled his knees and said, "Dad, go to bed early, Hui'er won't quarrel."

When she got up the next morning, Lan Jue was heavy and exhausted, and she couldn't help but yawned two more times. The servant who was helping him to clean up his clothes looked up at him, stood up and whispered: "Master, let Doctor Cui come here tonight?"

During the morning court, the hall seemed to be less warm than before. Lan Jue made a list of reports. The little emperor looked at him with care: "Lan Aiqing, have you not had a good rest recently? After the court comes, I will take the imperial doctor to help you diagnose your pulse."

Lan Jue hurriedly saluted and said, "I thank the Holy One, but I am indeed safe. The palace was injustice, which made the emperor worried. I burst into tears. I have made me have made any mistakes."

The little emperor said: "All the beloved ministers are the pillars of the court, so they must cherish their health. There is no need to be too rush to do official duties. If they become sick due to labor, who should I rely on? The gain is not worth the loss."

All the ministers thanked the emperor for their care. After going to court, Wang Yan grabbed Lan Jue outside the hall: "Pezhi, why don't you take a day off? Please take a doctor and take medicine to raise it well. You shouldn't be able to collapse the Ministry of Rites for a day."

Lan Jue was helpless: "Why do everyone thinks I'm sick these two days? Is my face ugly?"

Wang Yan stared at his face seriously and said, "The face is gray and the eyes are blue, which is slightly stronger than the ones lying in the mortal office of our Ministry of Justice."

Lan Jue said: "Thank you for your good description by Mr. Wang. Lan felt refreshed and could reach a hundred miles of food."

Wang Yan looked at him again, and after a moment, he said earnestly: "Don't stand it."

"Sir, let's take one day off today." When Lan Jue left the palace wall and was about to get into the sedan chair, the servant said earnestly.

Lan Jue shook his sleeves into the sedan chair: "The headquarters is in great spirits, go to the yamen."

When they arrived at the Ministry of Rites, their colleagues and subordinates saw Lan Jue and said, "Mr. Lan, go back and rest." "The body is important." "The Ministry of Rites cannot be without adults, so adults should cherish their health."...

Even Gong Shangshu, who came to the yamen to work for the first time today, called Lan Jue close to him and said kindly: "Mr. Lan, go back and lie down quickly. You are still young, but you must not take your body seriously. When the Ministry Hall was young, it was the same as you now, so why could it be withstand it? When you reach my age, you will know how important it is to cherish your body when you are young."

Lan Jue bowed and said, "Thank you for your care. Your servant is really good. I don't feel sick."

Gong Shangshu sighed and asked Lan Jue to drink a cup of health tea that he had just brewed with him.

Lord Gong's health tea contains a century-old wild ginseng. Lan Jue was sweating a little after drinking it. He looked at the official documents in the caring eyes of everyone. Suddenly, he ordered him to go to the yamen and rushed into the palace to see him.

The father-in-law who was passing the order looked unbearable and secretly handed him a message-

Lan Jue was involved again.

It is inevitable that human relationships will be exchanged at the end of the year. Some people who must express themselves and those who really cannot refuse will naturally fall into the eyes that are staring at him in a few moments.

Even the bag of chestnuts he bought was a single charge, impeaching him as an official of the Ministry of Rites to trade in the market, which was a disgrace.

Lan Jue had already had thick skin and rough flesh. He was a little excited when he heard it. Finally, he came to see something that he was a normal person.

He hurried into the palace and arrived at the imperial study room. Emperor Yongxuan sighed: "Lan Aiqing, I know your hard work. If you look at these memorandums, I will severely blame you."

Lan Jue took his crime book and leaned over and said, "My dear..."

He lowered his head and the ground in front of him shook.

Emperor Yongxuan said: "Lan Qing?"

Lan Jue stood up a little straight: "I have lost my manners, I just now..." Everything in front of me vaguely shaking again, and a dark curtain was covered with his head.

When Lan Jue woke up, he found himself on the bed in the bedroom.

He wore an official robe and snatched his eyes. When he looked closely, he saw that it was Wang Yan standing at the head of the bed with a blank expression: "Peizhi, congratulations on waking up. If you just fell asleep like this, you would be the first in the booklet you compiled for Lord Gong."

Lan Hui lay on the edge of the bed, grabbed the quilt and sobbed: "Dad...Dad..."

Lan Jue moved his lips and smiled bitterly: "It turns out that I am really sick and regret not listening to the advice."

He narrowed his eyes towards Liang. In addition to Wang Yan, there were many people in official uniforms in the room, who were moving, as if... turning around the corner and moving things.

Lan Jue's face changed and he wanted to sit up: "Is the home of the headquarters being searched?"

Wang Yan held him down and sat down beside the bed: "Pengzhi, don't move around. You are not sick, but poisoned. Think about it carefully, have you touched any strange things or had any suspicious diets in the past few days?"

Who would want to kill Lan Jue?

After coming out of Lanjue's bedroom, Wang Yan stood in the corridor and pondered this question.

After several imperial physicians took the pulse, they came to a definite conclusion that Lan Jue was poisoned and the time for the poisoning should have been two or three days ago. The poison attacked very slowly, and the person who was poisoned had no discomfort, but his complexion seemed to be a bit cold or overworked. If Lan Jue had not drunk a cup of Gong Shangshu's health tea, the toxicity was stimulated by old wild ginseng and his life might have been taken away.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan couldn't help but clench his fist, and forced himself to calm down and analyze the case.

Lan Jue has been an official for several years and has many political enemies. But he has always been a gentle ministry like the Ministry of Rites, and he has never formed a deep feud with anyone. He was repeatedly impeached because of his style.

The servants of Lanjue's family are usually very cautious and have even tested mouthwash.

The only thing Lan Jue did that attracted people to hate was that he kidnapped Old Man Liu's beloved daughter many years ago.

People from the Liu family... have been poisoning and revenge after so many years?

Based on the principle of not letting go of any clue, Wang Yan called the manager in Lanjue's mansion to ask.

"Recently, are there people from the Liu family walking around here?"

The manager said, "I have never walked around for many years. I won the top scorer from Mr. Liu. After entering Dali Temple, I often come here. But..." The manager took a look at Wang Yan, "Mr. Liu has never brought anything to eat, but the master has kept him for a few meals."

Lan Jue's close servant who was lagging beside him choked and said, "I remember something. A few days ago, someone gave the master a box of crisps and ate two pieces."

Wang Yan's expression was shaking: "What? Why didn't you tell the department earlier!"

The servant Sesse: "That crispy has also been tested, it is non-toxic, and that is..."

"Sir." A subordinate rushed to the corridor, "A man from Dali Temple has come, saying that the case is of great importance and they should take over..."

Wang Yan's eyes were red and he waved his sleeves: "Tell them to get out! If you have sex, let Deng Xu come and rob it yourself! The Jade Emperor comes here and I will not let you go! Guard all the doors and exterior walls, don't let him wait a step closer!!!"

The subordinate responded with a cheer and left quickly. Wang Yan picked up the servant's collar and said, "Say, who gave the sauer?!"

The servant's teeth chuckled and fought: "Report, Lord Wang~~ That box of crisps is given to the master by Zhang Ping. When the master ate it, he said that it would never be poisonous..."

Zhang.Ping.

Wang Yan knocked down the servant, his eyes burst into green: "Where is the crispy place?! What else did you give besides crispy?!"

"Zhang Ping's poison?" Lan Jue was stunned and wanted to sit up again, "How is this possible?"

Wang Yan pressed him back to the bed again: "I have already checked it. The poison is indeed among the things he sent, but it is not the box of crispy, but the letter."

The poison is placed on the letter paper, and the medicinal properties are very strong. Even if you wash your hands later, the poison will remain and enter your mouth as you eat.

Wang Yan slowly said with a cold face: "I know that the sky turned over and could not be poisoned by that boy. This matter must be a frame-up. But who would know that you have a relationship with that boy so much, and you would not be careful about what he gave me, so you would take the opportunity to commit the murder?"

Chen Chou has been worried about these days, where should I put the things that Mr. Lan gave me. The silk and satin cannot be stuffed in the box, and I cannot throw them directly on the ground. The porcelain ornaments cannot be found and placed. It is not good to sell them for money.

I am so used to being poor that I can’t bear the wealth.

Chen Chou sighed, and Li Wan whispered: "Chen Lang, the meal is ready."

Chen Chou got up and walked to the dining table. Li Wan was placing the soup basin on the table. In the misty mist, her cheeks were slightly rosy and as beautiful as peach blossoms.

Chen Chou raised his hand to wipe off some flour on her cheeks, and Li Wan smiled sweetly.

Bang-

The door was suddenly knocked open, and the cold wind gushed. A group of officials holding weapons rushed in, kicked over the table and chairs, and slapped their arms and chains toward Chen Chou and Li Wan.

"Take the suspect Chen Chou and his related people!"

Chen Chou was pushed out of the house and struggled in a daze. The clothes of these officials looked very familiar, and the scene was even more familiar.

"Li Wan - Li Wan - Dear officials, what did the young master do? Why did you take the people for nothing?"

These officials are from the Ministry of Justice.

What's going on...What's going on?

In the chaos, Chen Chou struggled to see Li Wan, grabbed his chin with one hand, and stuffed a ball of cloth into his mouth.

"I dare to poison the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and I have something to leave to the court to say!"

What? What?! What!!

Mom, why did I get involved in this kind of thing again!

Chen Chou struggled with grief and anger, and behind him was the sound of his and Li Wan's hut being demolished.

Li Wan was pushed, and Chen Chou burst into tears and was dragged to the roadside carriage in vain.

Suddenly, the horse's hooves sounded, and a group of men in black clothes came on horseback.

"This case is investigated and dealt with Dali Temple, and I will let go of the suspect!"

The captain took a step and blocked the road: "This is the case of my Ministry of Justice, who dares to rob it?"

The men in black clothes all pulled up their horses, and the only man slowly urged the horses to come out, twisting the short moustache on their lips.

"Boy, do you think this temple is qualified?"

"Sir!" The detective crashed into the house, "The suspect was intercepted by Dali Temple in the middle of the way!"

Wang Yan attacked the case and said, "Bastard! Which turtle boy did it?!"
Chapter completed!