Chapter 114 Three Needles Di Youmen

It was raining heavily on the street, and Zhao Ji rode his horse towards Di's mansion in the rain.

Inside the Di Mansion, Di Renjie was discussing with Li Yuanfang the incident of the bleeding eagle that occurred in Jiannan Road, Longyou Road, Hedong Road and other places.

For some unknown reason, Li Yuanfang specially changed into the vermilion uniform of a fourth-rank military officer today and personally served tea to Di Renjie.

Di Renjie was pacing in the hall. "The three places are thousands of miles apart, and there are dozens of exiles whose heads and left arms were chopped off. After committing the crime, the murderer left behind a bleeding eagle pattern. It's really bizarre!"

"If you can investigate the scene, you will definitely find some clues," Li Yuanfang said confidently.

Di Renjie stopped and said regretfully, "I'm afraid it won't work. According to court rules, although I am the internal historian, I cannot arbitrarily interfere with the investigation of foreign officials."

Just as the two were discussing, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Di Chun led Zhao Ji in hurriedly.

Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang looked at each other in surprise: "Chengyuan, you came here in the middle of the night, is there something wrong in the palace?"

Zhao Ji wiped the rain off his face and said concisely: "Sir, His Majesty is seriously ill. I'm here to ask you to come to the palace for treatment."

Di Renjie was even more surprised and doubtful after hearing this, but he immediately ordered: "Di Chun, prepare the carriage, I want to go to the palace immediately."

Di Chun replied: "General Zhao has asked me to prepare in advance, we can set off now."

So Di Renjie got on the carriage, and Zhao Ji also stopped riding his horse and got on the same carriage, and the two of them entered the palace in the rain.

"What's going on? Why did His Majesty suddenly become seriously ill? And why did he let me into the palace for treatment?" Di Renjie wanted to understand the situation.

Zhao Ji naturally did not hide it and replied, "Your Majesty was frightened tonight and suddenly became unconscious and behaved wildly. The imperial physician Feng Chunlai has already examined her."

"It's just that Fengchun said that His Majesty's condition is unstable and recommended you. I am here to invite you on the orders of Princess Taiping."

Di Renjie frowned, thinking that things were not simple: "What?! Princess Taiping is here too? Who else? Did the Crown Prince and King Liang know the news?"

Zhao Ji was stunned, feeling that Di Renjie had misunderstood him. Why did he ask as if he was asking about arranging Wu Zetian's funeral?
So he quickly explained: "Sir, His Majesty is probably just slightly ill. The imperial physician Feng Chunlai was frightened by what happened tonight and was afraid that something might go wrong, so he asked for your help."

"As for the Crown Prince and Prince Liang, after His Majesty got into trouble, Shangguan Cairen and I followed His Majesty's instructions when he was still conscious and sealed the palace gates. The news from the palace should not have spread out yet."

"But since His Majesty has summoned the imperial physician, I don't know if there are any spies in the Imperial Medical Bureau, or if the news has been leaked."

Di Renjie heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this and nodded repeatedly: "That's good, that's good."

"Hey, that's not right. How did Princess Taiping know the news?" Di Renjie suddenly asked.

Zhao Ji said meaningfully, "This is exactly what's strange. Your Majesty fainted in Baocheng Hall, and I led people to send Your Majesty back to the bedroom. Later, Your Majesty woke up for a while, but was frightened again."

"Then the princess came to the palace. She didn't come to the palace because she heard the news of His Majesty's sudden illness, but she had decided to come to the palace a long time ago, saying that she came to visit His Majesty."

"It turns out to be a coincidence. The princess's filial piety is commendable." Di Renjie stroked his beard and fell into deep thought.

Zhao Ji frowned slightly when he heard this. No way, is it true that every person with the last name Li has a bonus with Fatty Di?

However, judging from the surface, Princess Taiping did often go to the palace to accompany Wu Zetian. She was always cautious in her words and deeds, and did not become arrogant and domineering because of her favor. She was an absolutely good daughter.

Or perhaps Princess Taiping's disguise was the reason why she was favored, and coupled with the filter of the surname Li, it is reasonable for Di Renjie not to suspect her.

Di Renjie's question interrupted Zhao Ji's wild thoughts: "What on earth happened to your majesty that frightened him so much?"

Zhao Ji organized his thoughts a little and told Di Renjie about the recent ghost stories in the palace, the incidents in Baocheng Hall, and the incidents of Feng Chun coming to Cui Chan.

Di Renjie closed his eyes and sighed: "The storm is coming!"

Zhao Ji listened to the sound of raindrops hitting the carriage and said with a double meaning, "Sir, the rain has been falling for a long time and has never stopped."
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Zhao Ji and Di Renjie had a secret conversation along the way and soon arrived at Shangyang Palace.

After getting off the carriage, Di Renjie walked in front and Zhao Ji followed closely behind with an umbrella, and the two of them walked quickly towards the Xianju Palace.

Shangguan Wan'er was waiting eagerly at the palace gate. When she saw the two men, she hurried forward and said, "Lord Di, please come and see His Majesty."

Princess Taiping and Feng Chunlai also came out to greet him: "Lord Di."

Di Renjie remained calm and waved his hand to signal everyone not to panic: "I understand the situation. With me here, Your Majesty will be safe." His words were like a magic needle that seemed to have a calming effect. Everyone present calmed down. He truly had the demeanor of a prime minister.

Di Renjie walked calmly to Wu Zetian's bedside, sat down leisurely, and took her pulse.

After a moment, he smiled: "The three meridians are slow and astringent, which means that the Qi and blood are not flowing smoothly, and there is a blockage in the chest, which leads to confusion."

"Sir, please give us some advice on how to treat it." Feng Chunlai asked hurriedly.

Di Renjie glanced at Feng Chunlai meaningfully and said, "Use acupuncture to relieve your majesty's chest congestion, and then use cold medicine to guide the flow, and this disease can be cured."

Shangguan Wan'er burst into tears of joy and asked excitedly, "Are you saying that His Majesty can be saved?"

Di Renjie smiled calmly and said calmly: "Of course, your majesty is just frightened, it's not a serious illness."

"Then please ask the elder for help." Princess Taiping seemed very anxious too.

Di Renjie signaled to Feng Chunlai, who immediately handed over a silver needle, and then he skillfully acupunctured Wu Zetian's body.

After two or three injections, Wu Zetian responded immediately.

Di Renjie smiled slightly: "Yes, there is a way."

After another injection, Wu Zetian suddenly sat up and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Di Renjie quickly took out a handkerchief, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and then gently helped her back to her original position.

Shangguan Wan'er and Princess Taiping were not familiar with medicine, so they thought something was wrong with the doctor and exclaimed in unison: "Why is he vomiting blood?"

Feng Chunlai had put down all his burdens at this time, and explained with a smile: "Princess and Shangguan Cairen don't have to panic, this is the root cause of His Majesty's illness. Once this mouthful of black blood is spit out, His Majesty's condition will be greatly alleviated."

Di Renjie also nodded to confirm: "Your Majesty is fine now, he will wake up after a short rest."

Shangguan Wan'er clasped her hands together, tears in her eyes, as if she was fulfilling a wish to God. Princess Taiping also breathed a sigh of relief.

Di Renjie turned to them and advised, "Your Highness, you have worked hard all night. You should go to the side hall to rest for a while. I and the palace maids will take care of Your Majesty here."

"Thank you for your trouble, Your Excellency." Princess Taiping retreated leisurely.

Di Renjie waved to Zhao Ji, Feng Chunlai and Shangguan Wan'er, and the three of them bowed and retreated.

In a secluded place far away from the bedroom, Shangguan Wan'er suddenly hugged Zhao Ji tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Her voice was trembling with fear: "I thought...I really thought something was going to happen to His Majesty."

Zhao Ji hurriedly comforted Shangguan Wan'er. He knew that the woman in front of him might be the one under the most pressure tonight.

Once Wu Zetian died, no matter who succeeded to the throne, everything she had would come to nothing.

The ending may be death of old age in the palace, becoming a nun, or even being purged by the new emperor and passing away.

"Wan'er, don't cry, I'm here, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay." Zhao Ji comforted her carefully.
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Di Renjie succeeded in rescuing the emperor in the capital, but someone died outside the capital.

On the official road from Hedong to Shendu, an unmanned carriage was galloping forward in the rain, with blood dripping from the front shaft.

It turned out that the driver's head and left arm had been chopped off, and the passenger in the car, Sun Dianchen, jumped out of the car to escape.

He rolled and crawled to a tombstone and hid the inner security identity token in the hole under the tombstone.

He turned around and saw a headless ghost wearing heavy armor riding a horse behind him.

With a swing of the spear, Sun Dianchen's head flew up and blood splattered out.

The headless ghost got off his horse, cut off the corpse's left arm, put an identity document in the dead man's clothes, then got on his horse and left.

The carriage stopped not far away, and the horses neighed from time to time. On the carriage, blood had already drawn an extremely ferocious eagle.

(End of this chapter)