017 Zhu Rong
"How brave! You poisoned the medicine to murder the eldest prince, and yet you dare to cry out for injustice!" He Zhifu looked down at Doctor Cheng below from his horse and scolded him righteously.
"..." Dr. Cheng's hair was messy, his eyes were slightly sinister, and his heart was even more confused.
"Sir He!" There was a rush of footsteps, and the squad leader came quickly from the back hall with two servants, "My subordinates just found this under Dr. Cheng's bed..."
One of the officials held a dark red wooden box in his hands and presented it to Magistrate He respectfully.
The lid of the box was opened, and you could see a stack of letters and a Shoushan stone seal inside the box. There were a few words written in a strange script on the envelope.
"This is Yue language..." He Zhifu murmured, his expression suddenly changed, and when he looked at Doctor Cheng again, his eyes showed strong vigilance, and his forehead throbbed with pain.
Today's troubles are one after another.
Early in the morning, after taking the medicine prescribed by Dr. Cheng, the eldest prince's condition suddenly took a turn for the worse. He was so breathless that he was about to die, which almost frightened He Zhifu and gave him a heart attack.
If the eldest prince died in Danyang City, whether it was due to illness or an accident, He Zhifu would not be able to explain it to the emperor, and he would be deprived of his position by the furious emperor.
Naturally, Governor He would not sit still and wait for death. After much deliberation, he decided to find a scapegoat, and then mobilized a large number of people to seal the Cheng's Medical Center.
Unexpectedly——
"Doctor Cheng is a spy from the Yue Kingdom!"
I don't know who shouted out from behind, the voice was sharp and loud.
All the people watching outside the hospital heard it, and it was as if a drop of water fell into the boiling hot oil, causing the pot to explode instantly.
These sounds were also clearly transmitted to the seats on the second floor of Qingfeng Building. Juan Bi said angrily: "It turns out they are from Yue!"
"These South Vietnamese people are really hateful. First they detained the eldest prince and refused to allow him to return to the court, and now they even poisoned the eldest prince and tried to kill him!"
Gu Yanfei pushed away the milk cat who wanted to steal food again, used chopsticks to pick up a half-moon-shaped piece of goose fat cake and put it into his mouth. He bit it gently with his braided jade teeth, and the sweet taste filled his mouth. It was oily but not greasy, crisp but not crispy.
scattered.
In my memory, the eldest prince Chu Yi should have appeared in front of people in March of the following year. According to reports, he had severe burns on his face. He wore a half-moon-shaped silver mask that covered the left side of his face all year round. He had a sinister and deep temperament.
He is the only prince in the world, so naturally he wants to make him the prince, but he is blocked by the officials in every possible way, saying that a disabled person is not suitable to be the king of a country.
Every now and then, there would be endless arguments in the court over the matter of establishing a prince, with the monarch and his ministers at odds.
"Master He, the common people are not South Vietnamese!" Dr. Cheng cried out in excitement, his face extremely ugly, "This is not the common people's thing, someone framed the common people!"
Doctor Cheng is telling the truth, the things in the box are not his at all.
He is not that stupid to keep such a letter with obvious Vietnamese characters.
Who put this in his house?!
Sihai! Sihai’s ordinary face immediately appeared in Dr. Cheng’s mind.
In an instant, Doctor Cheng seemed to have been struck by lightning and figured out the whole story.
His heart was as cold as ice, and emotions such as shock, anger, suspicion, etc. seemed to be intertwined into a big net, trapping him in it.
"The evidence of the crime is conclusive, but you still have to quibble!" Of course, Governor He would not believe Doctor Cheng's words, and coldly ordered, "Bring the person back to me quickly!"
The government officers received the order in a gruff voice, roughly clamped Dr. Cheng's arms, and escorted him into the prison car.
During the push, Dr. Cheng's bun came loose. He grabbed the wooden railings of the prison car with both hands and shouted hysterically: "It's unjust, Mr. He. The common people were framed!"
Magistrate He ignored Doctor Cheng and turned to ask the team leader: "Is there anyone else inside?"
"Sir, my subordinates have searched carefully. Except for the two guys, there is no one else." The squad leader answered with his fists clasped.
Doctor Cheng's heart was beating wildly: Sure enough, this is for Mr. Liu!
Fortunately, Mr. Liu has left safely through the secret passage.
Mr. Liu is resourceful and resourceful, and he will be able to turn danger into safety and solve this difficulty!
"Let's go!" He Zhifu took the lead in riding away with a cold face.
The government officials rushed behind with the prison van, and the group drove forward along Chongxian Street in a mighty manner, leaving only three or four government officials behind to continue searching the Cheng's Medical Center.
Juan Bi, whose upper body was resting on the window, withdrew his gaze, still feeling a bit sad and worried in his heart. He turned around and said, "I don't know how the eldest prince is doing..."
"His Royal Highness the Great Prince has his destiny, and everything will be fine." Gu Yanfei said casually as he looked at the retreating team, while Gu Yuanzhen nodded in agreement.
Gu Yanfei looked so determined that she could answer this question even if she couldn't do the hexagram.
In her previous life, before she passed away, the eldest prince Chu Yi was still alive and well.
Just as Gu Yanfei was about to look away, he was suddenly startled and looked straight at the horizon.
There is a piece of red blood floating in the sky in the east, like clouds and mist, rolling and flowing, changing into various strange shapes. Gradually, the blood becomes richer...
Gu Yanfei murmured to himself: "Is it... the Zhurong disaster?"
Her voice was as low as a mosquito's moan, and only the cat with sharp ears could hear it clearly, and its fluffy cat ears trembled.
The three-flowered cat happily jumped up to the window sill, staring in the same direction with its eyes wide open, and let out an excited cry: "Bah-woo~" It seemed that it was not too big a deal to watch the excitement.
"Third sister, what did you say?" Gu Yun really didn't hear clearly.
Gu Yanfei was still staring at the rich blood. He quickly calculated with his right hand hidden in his sleeve and said: "The wind is going to blow..."
A faint hint of wind broke through the dull air and drifted through the window. The branches outside the window swayed slightly and rustled.
The wind blew up and disappeared, and the air remained dry and dull, as if the wind just now was just an illusion.
On the street below, many people were still lingering on leaving, angrily condemning the South Vietnamese; some people scattered as the official officers left; and a few good people simply followed the prison car to the Danyang Prefecture, wanting to see this.
the subsequent development of the matter.
After half of the crowd on the street had dispersed, a tall figure wearing a green t-shirt walked out of the alley next to Cheng's Medical Center. He wore a big bamboo hat on his head, and the brim of the hat blocked most of his face.
Mr. Liu looked around cautiously, pressed the brim of his hat, and tensed his body.
He was sure that they were being plotted.
It was Chu Yi and King Kang who teamed up to plot against them.
Mr. Liu hurriedly walked in the other direction, and when he passed by a medium-sized man in gray clothes, he gave him a gesture.
The man in gray immediately realized what was going on and chased Magistrate He and his party in the direction of Danyang Mansion.
Chapter completed!