Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 423: Cephalosporin and Wine

It only took Song Chunlin three days to reach the Jin palace, which was much smoother than he had imagined. He didn't know whether the Jin people in this world were the same as in his previous life, but the only thing he was sure of was that the life of the Jin people here seemed to be more difficult.

The Jin people made a living by hunting, and a small number of them were good at herding. What Song Chunlin couldn't understand the most was that they didn't farm?

Song Chunlin went all the way north and really didn't see anyone farming. He wondered if it was because the weather here was too cold and the land had not yet fully developed, so people hadn't started farming.

He stepped on the dark earth and took out a small shovel. He dug in the soil. It was quite hard, but the color was indeed quite black. It looked very fertile. If he used this land to grow rice...

Song Chunlin looked at the endless wilderness in front of him and thought to himself what a pity it was that he didn't have that kind of large equipment. It would take him a long time to cultivate such a large piece of land relying solely on manpower.

Passing by this vast expanse of fertile black soil, Song Chunlin quickened his pace and headed towards the Jin palace. His mission this time was rather general. The emperor's request was that there would be chaos on the Jin side. Well, what kind of chaos would be considered a major chaos?

Song Chunlin thought about it all the way and felt that the thing that could cause chaos in a country must be the sudden death of the leader. The specific effect could be referred to the Tatars. So with the former as a comparison, Song Chunlin planned to first find out the identities of these nobles and their daily lives.

Unlike the Tatar side, the Jin imperial city here was flat and there was almost no place for him to hide. So Song Chunlin had to command the mutated vines to set several fires inside and outside the city, and took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the city.

The number of patrol teams in the imperial city increased by nearly double due to the sudden fire. Song Chunlin had to hide in a dilapidated small courtyard. No one knew which noble's backyard this was. The courtyard was empty and no one lived there. Song Chunlin looked at the thick dust and didn't want to go in. He just found a room to stay in. He took out a recliner to lie on during the day, and changed into night clothes at night to go out and do things.

The Jin palace was not as magnificent as he had imagined. Instead, it was more primitive. The Jin emperor was in his prime, and the chair under his crotch was covered with a whole tiger skin. The complete tiger skin was not only a symbol of power, but also a proof of ability.

Song Chunlin hid in the courtyard, thinking about how to kill this strong king. After all, he was not as indulged in pleasure as the Khan of Tatar, nor as old as the Khan of Turkic. If he died suddenly, the entire Jin Kingdom would be under martial law, and it would take a lot of effort for him to leave.

And the most important thing is that the emperor of the Jin Dynasty was not that stupid. On the contrary, he was diligent and ambitious. Every day he discussed with his ministers how to swallow Dajing.

Song Chunlin felt speechless, thinking that as long as he was there, it was hard to say who would eat whom.

Assassination is not an option, as that would be too obvious. How about poisoning?

But Song Chunlin didn't study poisons much. The best one he used in the past was probably paraquat. The amount of this stuff was not much, and he didn't know if it could poison a man in his prime to death. What if he didn't die?

Moreover, if I were to be poisoned to death in such a sudden manner, others would also notice it. Since I am alone, I still have to be cautious.

Song Chunlin waited for another whole day, and finally found his chance in the afternoon. Since he couldn't kill the king, he should be able to kill a few old ministers, right?

But a sudden death at the same time would easily arouse suspicion, so Song Chunlin selected a few people who loved drinking and decided to feed them cephalexin in the middle of the night.

He did not sleep late at night, and sneaked into the residential area where the nobles gathered, commanding his mutated vines to wrap a small pill. The vines trembled slightly, for fear of spilling the owner's pills.

At this time, several old men were already snoring in their sleep, which really provided him with convenience. Song Chunlin directly let the mutant vines throw the pill into the mouth of one of the old men. The old man liked to open his mouth when he slept. The cephalosporin tablet was very small, and he was afraid that the old man would spit it out after throwing it in. He also got a small cup of water and poured some into the old man's mouth. The old man was choked awake by the water he drank in his sleep.

The first pill Song Chunlin threw out was coughed out by the old man. Song Chunlin expressed great regret, so he decided to change his strategy and call back the mutant vines. He crushed all the pills into powder. Fearing that the effect was not enough, he added a few more pills, then wrapped up the powder and commanded the mutant vines to set off again.

This time the powder was much more effective than the tablets. Except for a little bit that spilled out of his mouth, the rest poured into his mouth. As for the old man finding that his mouth tasted bitter after waking up, Song Chunlin said he didn't care, as long as it didn't make him feel bitter.

With the first one, Song Chunlin immediately copied the second one. This time he watched the whole process and did not spill any medicine powder from the mutant vine. Because of this change, he fed the medicine to the three old men that night. It was almost dawn outside, so he immediately went home.

There was nothing to do during the day and he couldn't go out. Song Chunlin couldn't help but sigh. It was true that being a spy was not something a normal person could do. Fortunately, he had a tablet and a mobile phone in his space, both of which were fully charged. He opened the mental barrier and started watching the drama. He didn't release his mental power until dark to sense the situation of the three old men.