The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

“This is simply outrageous!!”

The next day, Emperor Rong'an learned that Duke Yingguo had been assassinated in his home and was unconscious, and that Duke Yingguo's mansion had been burned down. He was so angry that he slammed the table!

The ministers below did not dare to say a word. Liang Lixin and Jiang Wei both knelt in front of the hall.

Emperor Rong An felt a throbbing pain in his forehead and his whole body was shaking.

"His Majesty!"

Yan Rui, Master Jiang and others who were keeping an eye on Emperor Rong An shouted hurriedly, and Hai Xian also stepped forward immediately to support Emperor Rong An.

"Your Majesty, can you please... call the imperial physician?"

Haixian looked concerned and was extremely worried.

Emperor Rong An's eyes seemed to be able to spit fire, staring at Jiang Wei and Liang Lixin: "I have entrusted the safety of the capital to you, and this is how you protect it!"

"If we are more careless, those assassins will come to the palace and kill me! You don't even know why!!"

"I am guilty, Your Majesty, please calm down!"

All the ministers knelt on the ground again, and Jiang Wei and Liang Lixin, who were originally kneeling, almost touched the ground.

Emperor Rong'an seemed to have a severe headache. With the help of Haixian, he sat back on the dragon throne. Only his heavy breathing could be heard.

The King of Wei, who was kneeling below, was feeling extremely anxious at the moment. The Duke of Ying... was seriously injured and unconscious?

Is that going to mean death, or can I wake up?

It has to be said that this assassination really made King Wei very happy.

If the Duke of England died, the 70,000 Yunhui troops would be leaderless, wouldn't that be...

The King of Wei was greatly shaken when he thought of this.

He was thinking that perhaps there would never be such a good opportunity to get the Yunhui Army again!

The Duke of England must die!

But before the King of Wei could figure out how to make this happen, Emperor Rong'an dragged Liang Lixin and Jiang Wei away, beat them with eighty military sticks, and threw them into the Tianlao.

No one dared to plead for mercy, and Master Jiang felt it was not enough, so he cried loudly to thank Emperor Rong'an for his grace.

Emperor Rong An was still very angry and just left in anger.

The grand court meeting was over, so Yan Rui naturally wanted to comfort Mr. Jiang Er with a few words, and he also wanted to visit the Duke of England.

Duke Lu, Prince Fu and others also had the same intention.

As a result, Mr. Jiang rushed to Wenhe Hall to ask to see His Majesty, and everyone didn't know what to do for a moment.

King Xuan hesitated for only a moment and then followed.

Tutor Yan and Duke Lu looked at each other, then they followed.

Prince Fu, of course Prince Fu has to go too.

This crowd followed a large group of people to Wenhe Hall.

Not to mention Taifu Yan and Prince Fu, even Prince Xuan, who was only one step behind, was locked outside the Wenhe Hall.

Duke Lu and Grand Tutor Yan looked at the tightly closed palace door, and the uneasiness in their hearts was already on their lips.

Taifu Yan asked Duke Lu in a low voice: "Does Yunsheng know what happened last night?"

Duke Lu shook his head: "I just heard there was a fire, I don't know how badly he was injured."

Even though the incident had become such a big deal, Duke Lu and Grand Tutor Yan did not think it was fake. Instead, they believed it very much.

And I am very worried about it.

The Duke of Ying was a general in charge of 70,000 Yunhui troops. He had survived countless times, yet he was successfully assassinated in his own home?

How vicious is this assassin?

If such an assassin were to reach the residences of other important officials, how would those powerless civil officials save themselves?

The safety of the capital city really needs to be properly managed.

Compared with the worries of Taifu Yan and Duke Lu, Prince Fu's attitude seemed a little strange.

He had been tricked by Jiang Er so many times that he actually began to doubt himself.

But he changed his mind and thought that such a big thing... Prince Fu felt that it couldn't be fake.

He also went to the gate of the British Public Office in the morning and saw that there were indeed burnt things being carried out...

This fire can't be fake, right?

Prince Fu felt that his idea was wrong. Jiang Er had cried so hard that his eyes were swollen like walnuts!

The Duke of England must have been seriously injured, otherwise why would he cry like that?

Prince Fu quickly spat a few times in his heart and said, God bless, the Duke of England must be fine!

However, things seemed to be beyond Prince Fu's imagination - Emperor Rong'an actually wanted to go to the Duke of Ying's Mansion in person to visit the Duke of Ying in order to check on his injuries!

Emperor Rong'an's decision made both Taifu Yan and Duke Lu worried.

How badly was his injury that Your Majesty had to leave the palace to meet him in person?

The two important ministers immediately became silent.

Is it...

Duke Lu and Tutor Yan looked at each other, and they both saw in each other's eyes the determination to go to the Duke of Ying's Mansion to take a look.

Emperor Rong'an did not refuse the request of Taifu Yan, Duke Lu and others, and actually went all the way to the Duke of Ying'an's Mansion.

Zhang He and his two deputy envoys stayed by Emperor Rong'an's side closely, and the elite Yulin troops were also dispatched.

The King of Wei naturally followed him. Of course he would not miss such a big event.

What's more, he originally wanted to find out about the Duke of England's situation.

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Jiang Zhiyue's Yansiyuan was burned down, and Old Lady Yan also fell ill due to convulsions caused by her son's serious injuries.

The mansion was now in a mess, so she simply moved to Chunhui Hall and lived with her grandmother.

She left all the affairs of the house to Ming Yunwei and Qiao, and focused on taking care of her grandmother and father.

The injury of the Duke of England was so serious that he had to be kept in the main courtyard. The old doctor and the palace physician were also all staying in the main courtyard.

Even the medicine was boiled in the courtyard of the main house.

The news of the emperor's arrival was very sudden. Ming Yunwei and Qiao had no experience in receiving an emperor, so they could only hastily open the central gate according to the specifications for receiving an imperial decree to welcome Emperor Rong'an.

Jiang Zhiyue and his sister naturally also came with Ming Yunwei and Qiao Yishuang to welcome the emperor.

Emperor Rong'an got off the dragon chariot and saw that everyone in the Duke of Ying'an's mansion was wearing light-colored clothes. He didn't see the old lady. He guessed something and his face suddenly turned bad.

The women of the Jiang family rarely had the opportunity to meet the emperor, so when they saw that Emperor Rong'an looked unhappy, they lowered their heads slightly.

Emperor Rong An took a quick look and called Jiang Zhiyue out: "Yihua, take me to see your father."

Jiang Zhiyue stood up as ordered and took Emperor Rong'an and a group of ministers to the main courtyard.

In the main courtyard, the smell of medicine and a hint of blood made everyone's faces look ugly.

Emperor Rong An stood in front of the British public bedroom and felt that he did not have the courage to push open the door.

Just when Emperor Rong An was hesitating, the door opened by itself.

"Fangzheng..."

Before Emperor Rong An finished speaking, he saw an old doctor with white hair.

They both paused. The old doctor looked at the huge crowd outside, then looked at Emperor Rong An, and sighed, "Don't let too many people go in. Your Majesty, go and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Rong An almost collapsed.

If Jiang Zhiyue and Haixian hadn't helped him, I would have really fallen down.

Emperor Rong An waved the two away and walked in step by step: "Don't follow me."

The old doctor simply closed the door. Jiang Zhiyue, who was about to follow in, paused and showed a worried look.

King Wei saw Jiang Zhiyue's expression, lowered his head, and tried his best to hide his emotions.

I’m so worried... Could it be that the assassination was really successful?

The British public is in danger?!