Reborn from the bottom of the coffin, the miracle doctor and the ugly concubine fight against the wo

At dawn, with the sound of war drums and long horns outside the North City Gate, Jingnan King Murong Xiao led the entire Jingnan Army on a journey to quell the chaos in the northwest.

Because he was leaving in a hurry, there was no grand ceremony or swearing-in ceremony. Only the chief steward Feng Guanlan and several ministers of the court came to see him off on behalf of the emperor.

The common people did not know the specific time of King Jingnan's expedition, so they did not come to see him off.

Murong Xiao was dressed in a military uniform, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and a white wind-chasing horse under his crotch. He was handsome and heroic, exuding an impressive aura of a king.

To his left was Zhang Xingzhou, the pioneer general who was tall and powerful.

Beiyuan and Qi Fengshan stood on horseback on his right side.

In front of them is the Jingnan Army, which is ready to go with black crows as far as the eye can see.

The drum beat stopped for the last time, and Murong Xiao looked eastward for the last time, and then said goodbye to Feng Guanlan: "After the king leaves, I would like to trouble Eunuch Feng to take care of the princess on my behalf. As long as the princess is safe, I have nothing else to ask for."

Feng Guanlan clasped his fists and returned the gift: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, our family will live up to the great trust and will fight tooth and nail to protect the safety of the Princess. When the King returns home in triumph, our family and the Princess will be here to welcome the Prince and wash away his dust."

"It's a deal!" Murong Xiao drew his sword and pointed forward. With a command, the army immediately set off and headed north under the newly whitened skylight.

The horn sounded and the horse neighed. Zhang Xingzhou spurred his horse forward, looking toward the east of the city in the smoke rising from the horse's hooves. He subconsciously pressed a hand on his chest and touched the peach wood Tai Chi charm in his arms through the fabric of his clothes.

This Tai Chi Talisman is the princess's amulet. After so long, he has never found a suitable opportunity to return it to the princess. Now he can only take it with him on the expedition.

The battlefield is dangerous, the sword has no eyes, and every step thereafter will be unpredictable. No one can say whether he will come back alive. His only wish is that the princess who remains in the capital can be safe.

If one day I can see her bright smiling face again, it will be the greatest gift God has given me.

It didn't take long for the news that King Jingnan's army had left Beijing to reach the single cell of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

At this time, less than three hours had passed since He Yunjie learned of the death of Princess Jingnan.

"The patients in the temple are making a big fuss. Sanqing Temple doesn't even dare to open the gate, so there is no mourning to the outside world. All the letters sent to the court have been blocked by the elder. So far, no one outside knows about it." Come here. The jailer cleaning the cell whispered.

He Yunjie stayed up all night, his eye sockets were sunken, his eyes were bloodshot, green stubble had grown on his chin, and his jade-like appearance was no longer the same as before.

But his posture was still elegant and calm, and his expression was still calm. The jailer's words did not seem to bring about the slightest emotional fluctuation in him.

"King Jingnan doesn't know either?" he asked lightly.

The jailer shook his head: "Old Ge ordered people to cut off all news channels. King Jingnan has no knowledge of this. If he knew, he would never lead troops to go to war."

He Yunjie nodded: "Let the news be suppressed for two more days. Regardless of whether it is true or false, wait until King Jingnan is far away to prevent him from trying to counterattack."

"Yes." The jailer responded, carrying the bucket of dirty water to leave, "Do you have anything else to say to Mr. Ge?"

He Yunjie thought for a while and said, "Let father come over when he has time!"

Seeing that he was guarding himself, the jailer smiled sarcastically and went out carrying the bucket.

The cell became quiet again, and He Yunjie lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling in trance.

He was much calmer than when he first learned about Chu Zhao's death.

He didn't believe that Chu Zhao really died like this.

Isn’t she the goddess Aga? Isn’t she the god who specializes in fighting plague? How could she die from the plague?

Although poisonous needles also have the effect, isn't she still the miraculous doctor Yunjiuzhen? The miraculous doctor Yunjiuzhen is not only good at the art of golden needles, but also good at detoxifying and using poisons. How could she die from the poison?

Therefore, he had to find a way to go out and take a look in person. Unless he saw the woman's body with his own eyes, he would not believe anyone's words.

After all, she was a woman who could be resurrected after lying in a coffin.

Later in the evening, He Pingchuan came to visit the prison. The father and son talked alone for a while, and He Pingchuan left in a hurry.

At midnight the next day, a fire suddenly broke out in the prison of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the flames turned half the sky red.

The Queen Mother was so anxious after hearing the bad news that she ordered the Wucheng Military and Horse Division and several royal guards to put out the fire. It didn't matter whether the other prisoners lived or died. They must rescue Mr. Xiao Ge unscathed.

The nearby residents were alarmed and ran to the street to watch.

There were horse hooves in the street, and officers and soldiers were rushing back and forth. It was hard to tell who was who at night, and all I saw was a chaos of soldiers and horses.

Just when everyone's attention was attracted by the fire, a group of soldiers and horses took advantage of the chaos and rushed into the palace. They surrounded the Qianyuan Palace with lightning speed and took control of Taihe Emperor Chu who was sleeping soundly with his concubines in his arms. Xuan.

At the same time, another group of soldiers quietly surrounded the Sanqing Temple outside the city.

Xie Chengfeng and Taoist Priest Yuqing came over after hearing the news. In the light of flickering torches, they saw He Yunjie, the elder of the small pavilion, surrounded in the middle, dressed in scarlet fox fur and with a face as cold as jade.

Xie Chengfeng pretended not to know him, stepped forward and saluted and asked, "I wonder what your noble lord is doing here late at night. The temple has recently received some refugees infected with the epidemic. For safety reasons, unless there is something particularly urgent, it is better not to come in." good."

He Yunjie sat upright on the horse with an indifferent expression: "It's okay if you don't go in. Let Princess Jingnan come out to meet with me, and I will let everyone in the Taoist temple go."

"Princess Jingnan?" Xie Chengfeng suddenly looked sad and sighed, "Did you come to see the princess for a consultation? Unfortunately, the princess passed away the day before yesterday..."

At this point, he couldn't continue, so he covered his face with his sleeves and choked up.

He Yunjie frowned at him and said coldly: "What happened the day before yesterday? Tell me quickly."

Xie Chengfeng choked up and said: "The princess was killed by a traitor the day before yesterday. Not only was she infected with the plague, but she was also poisoned. She didn't even survive a day, and then... she passed away."

"Nonsense!" He Yunjie said sternly, "Princess Jingnan's identity is extraordinary. Why didn't you report to the court what happened the day before yesterday?"

"Your Majesty, calm down, we don't dare to lie." Taoist Priest Yuqing stepped forward and explained, "On the night when the princess died, we wrote a letter and reported it to the court, but we did not get a reply from the court. We also tried to send a letter to Prince Jingnan. We sent the letter, but got no reply. The princess contracted the epidemic and died, and there are so many patients in the temple. We dare not go out at all, and there is really nothing we can do."

"Yes, yes!" Xie Chengfeng agreed, "It was out of compassion that we agreed to take in these patients, but who would have thought that we would get into such trouble. Fortunately, it is winter now, and the bodies will not rot for the time being. If Just in time for summer, I’m afraid, I’m afraid…”

"Okay, stop talking." He Yunjie interrupted him coldly, "Words are unfounded, seeing is believing. Since you said that Princess Jingnan was dead, you brought her body to this pavilion for inspection. After confirmation, I will report it to the court for you."

"This..." Xie Chengfeng and Taoist Priest Yuqing looked at each other, "Is this appropriate in the middle of the night?"

"Everyone is dead. Is there anything suitable unless you are lying?" He Yunjie said, "I don't have the patience to go around in circles with you. If you want to play tricks on me, I will first feel how many heads you have grown."