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Chapter 1225: Heroes have great justice and different ways of dying
The bad guy moved the sandbags away, opened the palace gate, and Yun Chu led his men in.

Many people died at the gate of the imperial city, their bodies stacked up on top of each other. If one of them had not stabbed the other with a knife in the stomach and the other with a dagger in the other's head, Yun Chu would have believed that they were good friends. After all, except for the hand holding the weapon, the other two hands were holding each other tightly and could not be torn apart.

Yun Chu took a glance at this small battlefield and gained a new understanding of the eunuchs' military power.

They were really brave and fought a group of soldiers with a record of at least one for two.

This was somewhat related to the fact that the weapons in their hands were too good. The Qianniu Sword could cut through iron with absolute certainty, the spears made of fine steel could pierce through stone caves and gold, the crossbows made of soft steel were scattered all over the ground, and of course, there were even more on the enemy's corpses.

This should be the place where the earliest battle took place. After all, after ten days of fighting, the corpses here have been frozen and turned black. Although the corpses have not rotted due to the cold weather, the scene is still filled with a choking stench.

A eunuch suddenly crawled up from the pile of corpses, turned around and ran. Yun Chu kicked a horizontal sword, and the sword flew a long distance and pierced the eunuch's chest.

Zhang Jia ran over hurriedly and turned the eunuch over. A pile of things rolled out from the eunuch's chest. This was an eunuch who specialized in searching for corpses in order to make a fortune.

With Yun Chu's start of killing people, the county lieutenants of Wannian and Chang'an counties had nothing to worry about. They went along the way, killing those who made money from the death of others... and made a lot of noise.

The Imperial City of Chang'an consisted of the outer city, the imperial city, and the palace city, covering an area of ​​7,500 acres... The imperial city, where all officials worked, had a neat internal street layout, with seven streets running north and south and five streets running east and west. There were no fewer than 20,000 houses, and no fewer than 30,000 servants, eunuchs, palace maids, and craftsmen who lived here permanently. Among them, the largest number of people were the Sixteen Guards and Horse Troops. Even so, there were no more officials who had official residences and lived here.

This is why the war lasted for ten days.

Yun Chu had two small courtyards in the imperial city, one in the Imperial Medical Bureau and the other in the Ministry of War.

The small courtyard of the Imperial Medical Bureau suffered no damage, but the small courtyard of the Ministry of War was filled with dead bodies.

Yun Chu saw the body of Lang Yuancheng, the head of the Treasury Department of the Ministry of War, in his own small courtyard. He was lying at the gate with a knife in the back. Due to the thick flesh, the wound split to both sides, and the injured spine could be seen.

Lang Yuancheng is a fat man with a funny and humorous personality. He treats everyone nicely on weekdays. Yun Chu often gets some contraband items that only the Ministry of War has from him. Of course, this guy is also very ruthless when it comes to asking for money.

Looking at the countless footprints on Fatty Lang's back, Yun Chu sighed and asked the clerks to move Fatty Lang's frozen body away and put it in the corner to prevent it from being stepped on by people who come later.

After entering the courtyard, Yun Chu discovered that there were many familiar faces from the Chang'an Ministry of War here. There were three doctors alone, and four assistant doctors, some from the Ministry of War and some from the Ministry of Personnel.

Yun Chu didn't care much about the rest of the people. It didn't matter if they died, as it would make room for the next officials to be selected. However, it was a pity that Lao Jiang from the Zhifang Division died.

This fellow had a pair of extremely dexterous hands, and was well-known in the Tang Dynasty court for being able to memorize the locations of the mountains, rivers and streams of the Tang Dynasty in his mind. The mountain and river maps he personally made were truly treasures, and Yun Chu had one in his home.

Looking at Lao Jiang's bulging eyes, Yun Chu felt a chill in his heart. It seemed that the microscopic model map that he asked him to make would not be completed.

Turning over Lao Jiang's body, Yun Chu finally understood why this guy's eyes were bulging. The back of his head had collapsed, and one could tell without even looking that he had been hit with a copper hammer. Gray brains flowed down from the back of his neck, blocked by a belt, filling his entire back with brains.

This thing was priceless when Lao Jiang was alive, but now, even dogs won't eat it.

The reason why these people died here was simply because they wanted to take advantage of Yun Chu's power in the hope of escaping. As a result, neither the rebels nor the Hundred Cavalry Division were willing to give Yun Chu this face.

The door was broken, the windows were broken, even the tables and chairs were broken, and Yun Chu's favorite teapot set and red clay stove were also scattered everywhere.

Seeing the tragic situation in his own yard, Yun Chu's heart was as calm as a calm lake, without a single ripple.

There is nothing important here. The important things are all in the small courtyard over at the Imperial Medical Bureau. There are also many strange and unique medical instruments made for him by Gongzao, which must not be damaged.

He hurried to the Imperial Medical Bureau and found Old He sitting at the door with his arms and legs spread out. He looked blue and motionless. Yun Chu's heart tightened, and he was worried that Old He was also dead.

When he got closer, he saw that this guy was still alive, but his whole body was frozen. When he saw Yun Chu coming, two streams of blood and tears suddenly flowed from his expressionless eyes.

Yun Chu quickly took out the wine flask and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth. After taking this mouthful of liquor, Lao He seemed to come back to life. He looked at Yun Chu with his mouth open. It seemed that he was crying, but no sound came out.

Yun Chu took off his cloak and wrapped Lao He, then carried him into the Imperial Medical Bureau. The bureau was empty.

Arriving at a temporary ward, Yun Chu asked the clerks to light the fire. He wrapped Lao He with several more layers of quilts and quickly boiled some hot soup.

Looking at the environment of the Imperial Medical Bureau, there seems to be no disorderly soldiers here, and the houses look very neat and tidy.

Yun Chu took off his sword and placed it on the table. He no longer had the heart to look at the losses elsewhere. Looking at it too much would only make him feel irritated.

I went to Lao He's office and found two frozen eggs and a jar of icing sugar. I peeled the eggs, threw them into the kettle, grabbed two handfuls of icing sugar and threw them into the kettle, then sat on the fire, quietly waiting for the water to boil.

Old He was lying on the bed, covered with five or six quilts. He was obviously extremely sleepy but he didn't dare to sleep. Even if his eyelids closed for a moment, they would open immediately. He would not calm down until he saw Yun Chu.

There was a continuous sound coming from the kettle, which meant the water was about to boil. Yun Chu wanted to comfort Lao He, but he didn't know where to start. So he simply stopped talking and tried to keep himself within Lao He's narrow field of vision.

When the water boiled, the frozen eggs became egg drop soup. Yun Chu poured the sweet soup from the kettle, let it cool for a while, then grabbed the bowl and poured it into Lao He's stomach bit by bit.

The flames in the stove were fierce and the room was small, so the temperature rose quickly. Finally, some color appeared on old He Qing's face.

"It's okay, just have a good sleep, and everything will be fine when you wake up."

Lao He's mouth moved a few times, and he suddenly said to Yun Chu in a broken voice: "This... this time... you... can't... not admire... me... at all."

Yun Chu had already figured out the reason, and gave Lao He a thumbs up and said, "I can't help it. You've done it. This time, I admire you deeply."

Perhaps Yun Chu's praise worked, Lao He spoke much more fluently.

“Among the chaotic soldiers… I sat at the gate… and told those bastards that if they dared to enter the Imperial Medical Department, the old immortal, General Yun would tear them into pieces, so they didn’t dare to come in.

That bastard Ruichun wanted to come in to check, but was dragged away by Zhou Xing."

Yun Chu raised his thumb again and said, "Everyone knows that you, Old He, are also a hero who fought your way out of a huge army."

Lao He said proudly: "I locked them all in the pharmacy and didn't allow them to come out. I was worried that the rebels would destroy the Imperial Medical Bureau, so I came out to face it myself."

Yun Chu poured another bowl of sweet soup from the kettle and gave it to Lao He, praising him constantly, "If anyone still tries to stop you from becoming the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau, that person must be my enemy."

Lao He smiled and said, "I don't need your recommendation this time. I am also in control of the Imperial Medical Bureau."

Yun Chu laughed and said, "How does it feel to be promoted without relying on power, but only on your own merits?"

Old He's stiff limbs were finally able to move. He raised his hands and said, "Who else but me can be the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau? Oh no, go to the medicine storehouse and let them out. When they went in, there was nothing to eat."

Yun Chu smiled and said, "There are too many edible things in the medicine storehouse. Even if we use ginseng to carry them, we can last for ten days or half a month. As for letting them out, you have to go."

"Then give me a quick massage to clear my meridians so I can stand up quickly."

In the past, it was Lao He who massaged Yun Chu, who had practiced martial arts, to clear his meridians. This time it was Yun Chu's turn to massage Lao He. Without any hesitation, Yun Chu stripped Lao He's coat, leaving only a pair of underwear. He poured some disinfectant on a plate, lit it, and then dipped his hands in the flames and rubbed Lao He's body vigorously. As long as his body temperature rose, the coldness in his body could be drawn out.

"Ten days. I stood at the door of the Imperial Medical Bureau for three days, sat for three days, and lay down for three days. When I was about to give up, you came. Lord, what happened?"

Although blue flames suddenly ignited and then went out on his body, Lao He's mood was better than ever before. He began to ask Yun Chu about the cause and consequences of the accident.

"The emperor believes that many officials in Chang'an have become alienated from the court, so they need to be cleaned up."

Yun Chu said it very easily, but Old He was stunned when he heard Yun Chu's words. The smile on his face disappeared immediately, and he said after a long while: "Some bad people can ignore the life and death of good people?
Alas, I have come to realize that these days, we cannot trust anyone except ourselves."

Lao He, who had just experienced alternating hot and cold, felt a burning pain all over his body. However, he still changed into a new official uniform with the help of Yun Chu and went to the pharmacy to rescue his colleagues from the Imperial Medical Bureau. It was Lao He's highlight moment, and Yun Chu did not plan to go with him.

Pass through the Imperial Medical Bureau and walk west for 200 meters to reach the small courtyard of Lao Huang from the Palace Gate Bureau.

The door was open, and Yun Chu saw the white-haired Old Huang lying in the yard with seven or eight crossbow arrows sticking out of his body, while Old Huang's sword was thrown seven or eight meters away.

He was no longer the director of the Palace Gate Bureau. He was demoted to the lowest position in his early years. Because he had several more children, he wanted to leave more assets for his children, so he ignored his old age and begged for help from everyone to get a small job in the Palace Gate Bureau. How much contempt and ridicule he endured during that time, probably only Old Huang himself knew.

Now, no one knows anymore, because Lao Huang is dead.

Old Huang died in the yard. There were three young men lying in the house, kneeling on the ground. Even though they were dead, they were kneeling straight. Judging from their faces, they should be Old Huang's sons. They were all dressed like servants of the Palace Gate Bureau. It seemed that Old Huang had used all the human words he had said back then.

The father died in the courtyard, but his sons hid in the house and were killed as easily as chickens.

Yun Chu couldn't understand why Old Huang got married and had those kids, which resulted in Old Huang, who used to live a happy life and was a heroic and cosmopolitan man, becoming the pitiful creature he is today.

Yun Chu walked back and forth in the yard twice, stepping on the fallen leaves. Finally, he sighed and said to the clerks, "Send their bodies back to their families..."

(End of this chapter)