I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Chapter 558: Chapter 312 Severe Poisoning_2

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The tribal men, seeing the situation, thudded to their knees, bowing their heads repeatedly admitting their guilt.

“Return to the Inspectorate.”

Zhou Yi stood up, but after taking just two steps, his legs suddenly gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

“Godfather.”

The godson Xiao Yinzi hurriedly came forward to help, and seeing Zhou Yi’s face turn purple, with a strong exotic fragrance emanating from his shoulder.

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“What a fierce poison needle!”

Zhou Yi circulated his True Qi to protect his heart meridian, took out a Token from his sleeve, and instructed, “Hurry to the palace and report this; ask Imperial Physician Liu to come and give us treatment, and give Lin Fu one night to find out where this person comes from.”

“As you command.”

Xiao Yinzi, aware of the urgency, took the Token, activated his Qinggong, and vanished into the night.

Another tribal man went to Yong’an District, where the Imperial Medical Bureau had already finished its shift, and went directly to the home of Imperial Physician Liu to summon him.

At this time.

Hearing the commotion, the Zhou family members came to the main house’s door, and after being informed, Father Zhou, Mother Zhou, and the sworn son Zhou Ping’an entered the room to visit.

Zhou Yi sat cross-legged on the bed to exercise his powers to resist the venom, his face not only had not become less purplish, the color had deepened.

Father Zhou, with worry on his face, hesitated, not knowing what to say.

The rise and fall of the Zhou family was entirely dependent on Zhou Yi; if he truly died from poisoning, in just a few days, they would face countless acts of revenge.

At that point, not to mention taking concubines, it would be difficult even to stay alive!

Mother Zhou wept tearfully: “Second child, what has happened to you?”

“Mother, there’s no need to worry.”

Zhou Yi spoke in a faint low voice: “It’s just being caught in the small tricks of a petty thief, wait until Imperial Physician Liu arrives, a few doses of medicine will cure it.”

“That’s good then.”

Father Zhou slightly relaxed, even though Zhou Yi looked in bad shape, he reassured himself constantly.

Zhou Ping’an, attending at one side, frowned deeply, then quickly relaxed his brow, and afterwards, his face alternated between panic and worry.

“You all go out first.”

Zhou Yi waved his hand, ordering everyone to wait outside: “Ping’an, stay, I have words for you.”

Only father and son were left in the room, Zhou Yi observed Zhou Ping’an for a long while, clicking his tongue in wonder: “Truly, a scion raised by a great family; I indeed underestimated you.”

Zhou Ping’an’s last bit of worry vanished immediately, and he bowed, saying.

“Father flatters me, the Tang family’s internal strife is fierce, I’ve seen much of it and thus could discern one or two things.”

“Very good! When I first entered the palace, I knew nothing, but by listening and observing a lot, I gradually understood, although I also lost my Ben Xin.”

Zhou Yi sighed: “The gains and losses are for me alone to know!”

Zhou Ping’an said in confusion: “Father’s actions, it’s hard to fool His Majesty.”

“I do not need to fool him, but to give a reasonable excuse. His Majesty does not actually want me to go to the Northern Border, but to be honest and stay put for some time.”

“Being poisoned, it’s a perfect occasion to recuperate and heal!”

Zhou Yi added: “Remember, everything in this world is about compromise, even his Majesty the emperor is no exception!”

“I have learned my lesson.”

Zhou Ping’an bowed to thank him: “Father, should we report the turmoil at the Northern Border to the Imperial Court now?”

Zhou Yi pondered for a while, then slightly shook his head.

“Give it some time. His Majesty is now dedicated to reforming the tax system. If the turmoil at the Northern Border is revealed, those officials who are already reluctant to change the taxes will certainly use it to pressure His Majesty into stepping back.”

This was just the surface reason; in fact, Zhou Yi saw the King of the Northern Defense’s secession and rebellion as a good thing.

Only with chaos in the region would the Orthodox Emperor place more trust in the Inspectorate, thereby allowing him to continuously expand his influence until he could control the succession of imperial power.

Of course, there was also the chance that playing this game could go too far, and if the King of the Northern Defense succeeded in his rebellion and changed the dynasty,

That would not be to Zhou Yi’s disadvantage either. Seizing the opportunity of chaos in the royal palace to sweep up classic texts and traditions, he could retreat to the deep mountains and forests to avoid disaster, and after a hundred and eighty years, another opportunity to stir trouble could arise.

Zhou Ping’an said in confusion: “Isn’t it a case of losing the substance by grasping at the shadow for the court officials to allow the King of the Northern Defense to make trouble, just to avoid changing the taxes?”

“Heh heh heh…”

Zhou Yi gave a few strange laughs and sneered, “In the entire Imperial Court, both civil and military, all are shortsighted folks. Perhaps they don’t care who becomes the Emperor, only how much grain their own fields yield!”

Zhou Ping’an, as if enlightened, followed what Father Zhou said, recognizing that the loyalty of the officials resided not with His Majesty, but with interests.

If the Orthodox Emperor offered greater benefits, the world would take the surname Zhao; on the contrary, if the King of the Northern Defense gave more, then changing the world’s surname to Zhang would be no issue.

After all, Emperors flow like water, but the Imperial Court Officials are ironclad!

Zhou Yi then inquired about the Northern Border, such topics as the livelihood of the people and the climate since the records in the books were too brief and far from as clear as what the local populace knew.

About half an hour later.

Urgent footsteps sounded from outside; a man in black carried an old man with white hair into the room.

The old man was none other than Imperial Physician Liu, who, though lacking rank in the Imperial Medical Bureau, was acknowledged as the most skilled in medical arts.

“Greetings to the Supervisor.”

Imperial Physician Liu had once treated Zhou Yi’s wounds, and having a slight interchange, he stepped forward to examine the wound on the shoulder.

“The scent is that of Manjusaka, rumored to come from the Buddha’s land outside the realm, extremely poisonous, fatal upon contact. Fortunate for the Supervisor, your True Qi is robust, having sealed the potent poison within your arm; otherwise, even I would be helpless.”

Having identified the origin of the poison, Imperial Physician Liu wrote a prescription and ordered the attendant to quickly fetch the medicine and prepare it.

He then moved forward to take Zhou Yi’s pulse, immediately noticing the robust and strong pulse, not at all like someone who had been poisoned severely.

Imperial Physician Liu frowned slightly, meeting Zhou Yi’s profound gaze, and coughed before speaking.

“Supervisor, the Manjusaka is mixed with several other exotic poisons, which I cannot easily cure; you need to recuperate slowly and heal.”

“I understand.”

Zhou Yi said with a smile, “Imperial Physician Liu comes from the Jianghu, early earning the title of Medical Immortal, yet bitterly ostracized by those vermin in the Imperial Medical Bureau. I have long been displeased with it!”

Imperial Physician Liu’s face showed joy; with the backing of the Supervisor from the Eastern Depot, the position of the Bureau’s judge was within easy reach.

Imperial Physician Liu, once known in the Jianghu as the marvelous Medical Immortal with resounding fame, found that mixing in the Jianghu wasn’t as comfortable as holding an official position. Seizing an opportunity, he had entered the Imperial Medical Bureau and became an official after diagnosing the previous emperor’s condition.

The position in the Imperial Medical Bureau operated on a hereditary system, with father succeeded by son and brother followed by younger brother; it was a secured job that could be passed down.

For this very reason, the Imperial Medical Bureau was particularly exclusionary.

As an outsider, even with superior medical skills, Imperial Physician Liu had not been promoted for over a decade.

After all, every promotion was a matter of wielding power, having little to do with performance or ability. For instance, each time Imperial Physician Liu treated a patient, the judge would assign several other imperial physicians for a joint consultation.

When the patients of nobility recovered, the credit would go to his colleagues.

While they were speaking,

Footsteps were heard again from outside; a young eunuch led the way, followed by the Overseer Eunuch from the Directorate of Ceremonial.

The young eunuch said, “Godfather, His Majesty is concerned for your well-being and commanded the Overseer Eunuch to personally visit.”

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, understanding the underlying message; His Majesty didn’t believe that a great master who could contend with the Innate would be so easily poisoned.

“Your effort is appreciated, Overseer Eunuch.”

“I am just carrying out His Majesty’s orders.”

The Overseer Eunuch placed a hand on Zhou Yi’s shoulder, his True Qi following the meridians to probe, clearly sensing an odd Qi struggling against Zhou Yi’s own True Qi.

“Such an oddly treacherous poison; from the technique, it seems to originate from the south. Has Supervisor Zhou offended anyone there?”

“My enemies span all the prefectures and towns of Daqing!”

Zhou Yi said, “That assassin has been sent to the dungeons, where an expert from the Inspectorate will interrogate. Why not wait a little longer, Overseer Eunuch, before returning to report to His Majesty?”

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