Chapter 137 King's Wrath
Shannan Town, not far from Jiuwei Mountain, was suddenly disturbed by the influx of carriages and horses, and then the sky was full of people's noise.
The lieutenants and lieutenants rushed in. Such a huge battle shocked the little county guard to kneel on the ground and kowtow one after another.
Soon I heard that the two princesses were coming, and the county guard suddenly felt that the battle was not big enough.
When he heard that His Majesty had arrived, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning and could not move.
His Majesty--
That's Your Majesty!
My ears were buzzing and I couldn't hear anything; my legs were weak and I could only kneel on the ground; I forgot to close my mouth that was open because of surprise, and my head was raised stiffly.
Before the doctor discovered his transgression, the county guard witnessed the king of Yong riding his horse into the town.
He had never seen such a fast horse, never seen such a handsome man, and never seen such a mixture of anger and urgency.
The king's wrath can destroy mountains and rivers and bring peace to the nine states. Thunder comes to the world and blood debts are repaid with blood.
"Ahe..." The county guard heard him shout and jumped off his horse.
Countless shields and crossbows were set up, blocking the governor's sight and making it impossible to see anything.
No, he can see it.
Seeing that many people will fall to the ground to take over the wrath of thunder.
What came into view was the back of a thin woman sitting on her knees, with a man lying in front of her.
Thick gauze was wrapped around the man's head, neck, shoulders, and back, leaving only a hollow bamboo tube inserted into the gauze and half of his intact mouth.
The bamboo tube went straight into the man's collapsed nose to prevent blood and rotten flesh from growing together and blocking his nostrils.
"Ahe."
Zhao Zheng knelt down behind Jiang He and hugged her shoulders.
He was afraid of crushing her, but he couldn't wait.
"sorry."
His voice was full of sadness, and even more grateful that she was not dead.
Jiang He's forehead was wrapped in white gauze, and her arm was splinted, but she was alive.
If she lives, she will not be worse off than dead.
Jiang He's tears fell on the back of Zhao Zheng's hand, and he said intermittently: "Zhao Zheng, I'm afraid he will die like this."
He is his companion, friend, brother, and family member. Although he is physically disabled, he has a loyal and fiery heart.
Zhao Zheng nodded and pulled her up. The curtain behind him was opened, and the doctors rushed in.
"His life," Zhao Zhengdao, "is your life."
"According to the order."
This is the backyard of the Nanshan County Government Office. The imperial doctors are busy diagnosing and treating Zongjun, while Zhao Zheng is resting in the side room with Jiang He.
An imperial doctor who was specially set aside looked at Jiang He's injuries, confirmed that the county medical officer had treated him properly, and then went to boil the medicine.
Jiang He stood in front of the window, watching the imperial doctor coming in and out with alertness and worry, and said nothing for a long time.
At this time, she couldn't do anything to help.
No, she can take revenge.
"There should be a military commander stationed on the cliff."
Jiang He endured the pain all over his body and looked at Zhao Zhengdao.
"Su Yu has already gone to check." Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand and held Jiang He's hand.
Although her hands were soft, they were full of strength.
It started to rain outside.
They didn't say anything in front of the rain curtain, but they seemed to say a lot.
On the other side of the government office, the Princess of Chu, who was also seriously injured, did not receive treatment from the imperial doctor of Yong.
The maid who entered the room to report came back and said to the imperial doctor who was standing in the corridor: "Our princess is under the care of a female medical officer, and we appreciate the kindness of Yongguo. Her princess said that she only hopes that the murderer will be found as soon as possible and killed as a warning to others."
The imperial doctors of the Yong Kingdom did not retreat. They waited respectfully. When the female medical officer of the Chu Kingdom came out, they asked about the princess's injury in detail before leaving with a frown.
The Princess of Chu's right leg was severely fractured, and she may have to be splinted and locked up in a closed house for the next three woman is so delicate that even if her leg bones heal, she will still be lame.
Due to emotions and reasons, Yong State needs to give an explanation to Chu State.
"I know."
After hearing the imperial doctor's report, Zhao Zheng waved the doctor away with a serious look, but asked Jiang He, "Why is she not dead?"
Also in the canyon, he was also ambushed. In order to protect Jiang He, Zongjun's life and death are now unknown.
Compared with life, Zhao Zheng felt that breaking a leg was nothing.
"It's a cave," Jiang He said. "When Zongjun pulled me away, I looked back and saw her running forward in panic. There was a cave nearby, maybe she hid there."
This is sort of an explanation.
Zhao Zheng nodded lightly, looked away from the rain curtain, and said calmly: "Su Yu is back."
Su Yu knelt in the rain and did not come in.
As a general who personally deployed the Langzhong's army to protect the princess, his dereliction of duty this time was enough to be beheaded by Zhao Zheng ten times.
"Su Yu," Jiang He called him, "you are out in the rain. Do you think there are too many decoctions in the palace?"
Su Yu's head hit the floor hard, and a red blood stain spread out.
"After I have dealt with the rebels, I will come to your majesty to have them executed."
If it weren't for Zongjun, Princess Anguo would have died.
As long as he thought of this, Su Yu could imagine how angry His Majesty would how much he deserves to die. "Okay." Zhao Zhengdao, "How is the investigation going?"
This was in agreement with his death wish.
Although the time was short, Su Yu had already found out everything.
Although those rebels were the commander-in-chief of the army, they were promoted by Wei of them came from humble backgrounds. Su Yu carefully investigated and found that Wei Zhangde not only promoted them, but also helped them when they almost died of cold, starvation and illness when they were young, which was almost like raising them.
This leads us to think of their motive: revenge for the Wei family.
"It's too late," Jiang He shook his head and said, "Wei Zhangde has been dead for two years-" She suddenly stopped at this point and remembered another thing.
"For Wei Nanxu?"
Wei Nanxu died not long ago.
"The order was given by Gu, why did he go to take revenge on Ah He?" Zhao Zheng frowned.
"They are all inferior sergeants and cannot contact His Majesty." Su Yu replied.
"Or maybe Wei Nanxu arranged this from the beginning. A spiritual spring suddenly appeared on Jiuwei Mountain. By coincidence, the spiritual spring was right behind the cliff." Jiang He clenched his clothes tightly with his fingers, his eyes Like ice that is gradually congealing, "It turns out that I was caught in the trap from the very beginning."
"It's not just you," Zhao Zhengdao said, "The Queen Mother fell into the trap first."
It was the Queen Mother who mentioned Lingquan to Jiang He and pressured her to go.
Jiang He could have turned it down, but he still took the initiative to go there in order to be alone with the Princess of Chu.
"Check," Zhao Zheng's eyes penetrated the layers of rain curtains. Although his voice was low, it hit the ground like a lightning strike. "Anyone involved in this matter will destroy the three tribes."
A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the chaotically parked carriages in the courtyard.
Not sure if it was an illusion, Jiang He suddenly saw a figure passing by in a Chu State carriage.
Who is still hiding on the carriage in such a heavy rain? The curtain hid the woman's face, revealing her right leg which was fixed by a wooden board.
Wei Nanxu's hands tightly grasped the thin quilt, but he could not stop the pain that came in waves.
It hurts too much.
It hurt so much that I couldn't even breathe smoothly.
Sweat soaked through the clothes, drying them and getting wet again, I don’t know how many times.
I wonder if my father felt this much pain when he drank the poisonous wine.
Only the unforgettable hatred in her heart can help Wei Nanxu regain her strength and put her soul back together bit by bit because of the serious injury.
It's all Jiang He's fault.
If she died well, why would she be like this?
Now he can only get injured, with a more serious injury than Jiang He, to clear away the suspicion.
The rain stopped outside.
Jiang He's voice came from outside the door, asking to see him.
"Is your Highness the Princess okay?" The rain stopped, and her voice was particularly gentle. "I heard that Your Highness was seriously injured, and Jiang Hete came to pay his respects."
Wei Nanxu straightened up suddenly and shook his head at the maid.
You can still use the power fence to cover yourself when you go out, but if you cover it on the sickbed now, it will definitely make Jiang He suspicious.
The maid immediately opened the door and went out, refusing Jiang He's visit.
"His Highness took the analgesic and hypnotic decoction and fell asleep."
"Is this so?" Jiang He nodded when he heard this, "When His Highness wakes up, I will come to visit you again."
Jiang He walked down the steps slowly and stood in the courtyard where the rain suddenly stopped. After thinking about it, he walked towards the main hall of the Healing Zongjun.
When passing by Chu State's carriage, she paid special attention to the one where she just saw the figure.
The fine gauze tent is so tight that no mystery can be seen inside.
only……
The heavy rain cleared the sky and the earth, making the air here extremely fresh.
In the freshness, it seems that you can smell something coming from the carriage.
Like bamboo leaves, and like water when washing clothes.
What is it that makes people want to get close?
Jiang He almost raised his hand to lift the curtain, but suddenly a voice said from behind: "Your Highness, Manager Zong's injury has been treated."
Jiang He turned around when he heard this and saw an imperial doctor with his head slightly lowered.
She didn't dare to ask, but she saw a little hope in the eyes of the imperial doctor.
"Manager Zong hasn't woken up yet. It depends on tonight whether he can survive this."
"His nose is gone. One nostril can be preserved to breathe, but the other nostril has collapsed and the air intake may still be blocked after cleaning."
"Half of his tongue was rotten. Fortunately, the bleeding has stopped, but he will not be able to speak clearly in the future."
"The biggest injury is in the shoulder. The bones are broken. I will not be able to lift heavy objects in the future, and I will not be able to raise my right hand."
"He had a shattered kneecap and needed a cane to walk."
"The most important thing is..." The imperial doctor thought for a while and then said, "He will lose his sense of smell and taste. He will be useless to His Majesty and His Highness."
After hearing so much, Jiang He suddenly raised his head and looked at the imperial doctor at the last sentence.
The imperial doctor who was talking endlessly suddenly fell silent. He took a step back, knelt down and said, "The humble minister made a mistake."
"The purpose of the clan manager..."
Jiang He gently picked up the medicine bowl with his hand, stirred it, and said sadly but gratefully: "It's never in the sense of smell or taste."
A drop of tear fell into the medicine bowl and turned into shallow ripples.
(End of this chapter)