One of Chinan Marquis’ Mansion.
Scoop out a small porcelain bowl from the milk retrieved by Han Yuqi and Ruyi and put it on the table for research. The remaining bucket will be kept, and I will keep it for you to go to Wangjiazhuang tomorrow to propose marriage to Tianji.
Next to the small porcelain bowl, more than a dozen small porcelain cups were arranged. According to Gu Yuqing’s instructions, Jixiang used a white porcelain spoon boiled with boiling water to scoop a spoonful of milk from the small porcelain bowl and poured it into a small porcelain cup.
The liquid collided with the porcelain, drizzling, which was particularly pleasant, but at this moment, the few people surrounding the table were all solemn.
A spoonful of milk filled a cup of small porcelain cup, turned around and put down the porcelain spoon, and picked up the slender silver needle at hand.
As the needle of the silver needle penetrated into the milk, everyone in the seat held their breath and concentrated. Gu Yuqing held the silk handkerchief in his hand tightly, staring at the silver needle for a moment. Han Yuqi’s expression was even more solemn than Gu Yuqing, and even a bit of tragic as a hero who was leaving.
It was obvious that only half a cup of tea was as long as hundreds of years.
Finally, just when Han Yuqi was about to hold it in one breath, Jixiang raised his hand and lifted the silver needle. Milk was hanging at the needle, and milk was dripping downwards. The color of the silver needle was not as black as Gu Yuqing expected.
Is this milk non-toxic…
Gu Yuqing shook her head in her heart. It is impossible. There must be something wrong with this milk.
The remaining Miaojiang Party has worked hard to plan this game, how could it be impossible for them to not tamper with the milk sent to the palace?
What’s more, when he was in the cattle farm, Miao Er said it himself that although his voice was stopped by Miao Da in time, Gu Yuqing could infer that they must have added something to the milk according to his abrupt sound.
Besides, the Miao tribe in Miao is best at making and using poisons. If their actions are definitely related to poisons.
His eyes were staring at the colorless silver needle placed beside Jixiang. Gu Yuqing’s tight brow suddenly loosened, and a self-deprecating smile appeared beside her mouth.
So stupid!
Why did I ignore this?
The reason why the remnants of Miaojiang selected milk among many imperial merchants was that there were only a few people in the palace who could use milk, the Empress Dowager, Empress, Concubine Hui, and the Emperor, and even the princes in the palace were not divided.
Obviously, their target is the Emperor.
If they want to do something unfavorable to this dynasty, they will definitely be sure to achieve it. The smaller the scope, the easier it is to succeed.
But the emperor’s meals were tried by the emperor only after he had tried them personally.
When testing poison eunuchs in the palace, they usually have to test with silver needles first, and then they will take oral test by themselves after confirming that they are correct.
If they really put poison that can be tested by silver needles in their milk, wouldn’t it be impossible for the emperor to enjoy it? Just to test the poison eunuch!
What’s more, since they have worked hard to make this game, they must have made extremely careful preparations.
She even ignored such a simple truth and had to do a silver needle test with great fantasy. It’s not stupid, but what’s that?
Everyone in Miaojiang is a master of poison, so how could he put out a poison that could be tried with a silver needle?
After mocking himself, Gu Yuqing ordered Jixiang to scoo up two more porcelain cups of milk, and brought one cup to Han Yuqi, and another cup to Madam Huang.
Han Yuqi is the former owner of the cattle farm, and is about cow milk